Punk Lover | Hobie Brown x Reader

When? | Chapter 8

                             ♪Y/N POV♪

"So Gwen, is your nickname like your name or just an actual nickname?" I asked as I sat on the floor with the guitar on my lap.

"No, it's just a nickname. Have you never had a nickname?" Gwen asked as she held her drum sticks.

"No, I think my mom had one for me when I was a child." I said with a small smile.

                          ✭𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜✭

"Hime, come down for dinner." My mom said loudly.

I put my dolls down as I ran down the stairs fastly.

"You have to eat all your dinner today or no toys." She said as she ruffled my hair.

"Okay... Where is Papa?" I asked.

"Sorry hime, he couldn't make it tonight." She said with a sad smile. "Now! Your food is waiting for you, so eat up."

                  ✭𝔼𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕗 𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜✭

"What does it mean?" Hobie asked as he set up Gwens drums.

"Well, it's a Japanese word for 'princess'. My mother was quite fond of it." I explained.

"But I thought you were Chinese?" Gwen asked confusedly.

"I guess you could say that, but my mother was born in Japan and my father was born in China, and my mother moved to China so I say that I'm Chinese since I was raised and born there." I said as I played some cords on the guitar.

"That's... Confusing." Hobie said as he got up and wiped his knees off. "Anyways! How about you start Y/n."

"Are you sure-" I asked, but Hobie cut me off.

"No, I'm sure." Hobie said with a deadpanned expression then smiled.

"Uh... Okay..." I shrugged as I just played what came to mind aside closed my eyes as I just felt the music.

I didn't stop till the guitar fell to my hip. I opened my eyes to see Hobie holding onto my hand. It was bleeding, but I think I was okay.

"You okay?" Hobie asked in a concerned tone.

"I'm fine, I don't even feel it." I responded with a shrug.

Hobie ignored me. "Gwen, where did you have the bandages again?"

"Bathroom." She said as she pointed to the room behind her. Hobie walked over to the bathroom, still holding onto me.

"I swear Hobie, I'm fine." I said as he closed the door behind me as I rolled my eyes.

"Listen, your finger is bleeding, but I definitely agree that it's not that big of a deal, but when you were playing... you were crying." Hobie said as he looked for bandages... You know, Hobie changes colors every like 10 seconds. I kinda wonder why? "Oh, here they are!"

"Uh... Random question, like it's not like related to me at all...?" I said as he wrapped my finger up.

"Hm?" Hobie hummed as he focused on my finger.

"Well, if your dimension is technically a comic, and you turning different colors, does that like combined with your emotions." I asked. He looked at me a bit confused.

"I mean, do you think that it corresponds to my emotions?" Hobie asked as he let go of my hand.

"Kinda, you turn different colors in different situations... so that's why I asked?" I said with a shrug.

"Well, no one has asked me, and I can't see it, so I can't tell you the answer to that." Hobie laughed a bit.

"Oh shit... I forgot that Oliver told me to get some dog food before I came here!" I said as I put my hands over my head out of anger at myself.

"Come on, we can go get it... I think you had your share fair of fun for today." Hobie said as he put his hand out to me.

I took his hand out of confusion. "We can just go out the window to get higher ground." Hobie said as he crouched on the window seal.

"She'll understand." Hobie shrugged as he brought me up to the window. "Plus, if you want to come back, we always can."

I stopped as I felt a buzz in my pocket, I could tell that it was obviously my phone. I took it out to see that Oliver was the contact on the call.

"Oh, hold up..." I stopped as I answered the phone and put it on speaker.

"Hey, Y/n! Where are you right now?" Oliver asked as she seemed unsure of anything.

"Uh, we were just about to go to the store, and then come where going to drop ot off there." I said as I looked over to Hobie

"Uh... We?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah, Hobie and I." I said with a small nod.

"Oh... This was sort of an important matter, so I was hoping that he wouldn't hear it..." Oliver said.

"Uhh, okay, just tell me." I said and shrugged.

"Well, some guy came to the door asking for you... he said his name was like Felix or something like that. It was mad weird, and I don't know him and if you knew him." Oliver said in a curious voice.

"Hmm... I'll just be there so I can see what they look like but after I go to the store." I said as Hobie helped me on the side of the window seal

"Wait, did you not get the dog food?!" Oliver asked loudly as I could hear that she was shaking her head.

"Nooooo, I'm on my way to the house now." I said suddenly as Hobie grabbed onto my hip and swung out the window, making me hold onto him roughly.

"Why does it sound so windy on your end?" They asked suspiciously.

I closed my eyes as I tried to think of a lie, but Hobie brought the phone close to himself. "It's a fan in the store, and it's pretty loud."

"Whay ever you say." You could basically hear that they rolled their eyes at his comment as they hung up.

"I could probably get us there in 4? What do you think." Hobie suggested as he swung from building to another. When I looked down, I saw people pointing up at us in shock.

"To my house in 4 or to the store at 4?" I asked as I looked back over to him.

He sighed. "To your house if where quick to the store and back up."

"Glad to hear it!" I said happily and slowly put my phone back in my pocket as I kept my hold on Hobie. "I don't doubt your for a second."