15 |An exception|

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A/n- You ever been woken up to a child's ass jumping onto your face? I have. Very recently. I want to go. HOME.
I WANNA GOOOOOO HOMEEEEEE. (Please get that reference)

But ROLL CALL, WHO ALL HERE?
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Who lives in a pineapple under the sea!

"SpongeBob SquarePants." Hobie yells.

This fucker just woke me up, singing about a yellow fry cook. No hate to SpongeBob but he needs to be quiet.

"Hobie." I mumble.

"Oh hi luv, good morning." He smiles at me.

"Shhh, you're too loud." I shush him, putting my finger to his lips.

"Luv, it's 1:30." He chuckles.

"Oh... I don't care, good night." I say laying down.

"No, come on get up." He says scoping me up, carrying me to the kitchen.

"Nooo, let me sleep." I tell him.

"No you've been sleeping for ages and I want to spend time with you." He groaned.

"You can cuddle and spend time with me. As I sleep." I say.

"Well your friends are coming over." He chuckled.

"Hobie, why." I say.

"They wanted to check on you." He says.

"Am I dead? No. Am I in a coma? No. Am I alive and well? Yes. That's all they need to know." I groan.

"If you let them come I'll kiss you." He says.

"You'd do that anyway." I say.

"Damn. Please luv, I'll be happy." He smiles.

"You know what you'd be happier with? Getting your shit sucked again, but we cant do that if they here." I tell him, closing my eyes.

"Your so grumpy this morning." He chuckled.

"That's because a little British man decided to wake me up singing about a yellow fry cook kitchen appliance." I say sarcastically.

"Ok I'm not little, second stop being grumpy." Hobie says poking my forehead.

"No. I enjoy being grumpy." I say.

"I swear I will fuck-" He stops himself and sighs.

"You gonna what? You know what I don't even wanna know, yes I do, but I'm not asking, now put me down. The three musketeers will be here soon." I say giving him a quick kiss.
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"I'm surprised Y/n didn't rip that cheap ass wig off her head." Nick says while posing for a picture.

"Why are you thirst trapping?" Samara asks him.

"Because, I look good, and the guys love it." He says.

"In my house man." I say.

"You have the best lighting!" He says.

"Virgin, hows your lip." Laura says looking up from her phone.

"Rude, but it's fine, Hobie made me feel better." I smile.

"They fuck-"

"We cuddled." I say cutting her off.

"Y/n can you make us brownies." Samara begs.

"Oh yea! You make the best brownies." Nick says.

"Ugh, y'all work me, but only if y'all help." I chuckle getting up and going to the kitchen.

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