across the spider verse - oneshots

; hobie brown ❥ security *

forever obsessed with this art ☝🏻🤑 hobie pride pin ?? 🙀🙀🙀🙀
requested by @GasStationRat 😼 thanks pook pook for this idea 🤧
I'm running out of ideas and story tropes, I got writers block 😭 please yall, I need ideas 🤦🏻‍♀️ 😔
I actually really liked this idea, so here you guys go, enjoy 😉
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I haven't don't hobie in forever, so here's for y'all hobie fans 🤭 👀

❥ - fluff
character - hobie brown
takes place - spider society HQ
enjoy hehe ! 😜 😉
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⚠️ [ also, another first person pov, y/n's pov ofc 🤭 ]. - y/n is a tired security guard for the spider society
also, y/n will have a sort of 'tsundere' personality (god I hate that word 😭💀) except not as obvious ⚠️
ALSO..... y/n is gonna be shorter than hobie, so sorry to the tall folks smh 😔

spider society, the place I was so excited to work at.

turns out

this place isn't as eventful as I thought it would be.

my job here is being a security guard.

because we have people/things coming across into other multiverses by accident, the spider-men here trap them and bring them to HQ, in those orange cage-like things.
and my job is to keep watch of those people or things when everyone leaves.

since night time still occurs at HQ, that's the cue for almost everyone to go back home, then the place is mostly empty.
but still, some roam around.
like me.
and another....

hobie brown.

one random night when I met hobie, I was just walking down the hallway, looking to see if everyone was still in their 'cells' and then he came out of no where.
at first I thought he was escaping, so I kinda screamed at him.... and tackled him.
he was really confused, but after I realized he was just another spider-man I calmed down, letting him go.
I was embarrassed, and I apologized.
he forgave me, seeing how I was clearly tired, but he still teases me about it a ton.

I've known him for maybe....a couple weeks?
not sure.

but whenever it's night he usually sticks around to hang out with me
or in other words
bug me.
I told him I don't need him around, but he sticks around anyway.

tonight, I lean against a wall, messing with my flashlight, I sigh heavily, and bang my head against the wall, in a bored manner.

"whats up luv?" I hear that certain voice speak.
it's hobie, obviously.
he always calls me 'luv' in a teasing way, it's annoying, but I don't care too much to correct him.

"the ceiling." I reply, boom, got 'em.
he scoffs.
I turn my head to see him, he was walking towards me.

"what?" I asked, as he gives me a weird look, he was smirking with his eyebrows raised in a strange way, with tired eyes.

"uh, nothin," he shrugs, closing his eyes and resting his mouth, leaning on the wall next to me, he stares down at me and I look up.

"shortyyy," he says, slightly singing at the word, i scoff, rolling my eyes.
he was running out of things to bug me with, so this was the best thing he could come up with?