hobie brown

You and Hobie were currently in his room, not really doing anything in particular. This was was sort of rare with Hobie. It wasn’t very often that he just wanted to chill, but when he’s smoking that’s often the case. He had offered you the blunt in which you had clearly shown a bit of hesitance to. He notices this, and his fingers gently wrap around your chin as he places the blunt between your lips carefully as his words come out soft and low.

“Just breathe, luv.”

you were in bed lying down hobie smoking weed while trying to compose something very