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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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OPPOSITES ATTRACT
Hobie Brown with an MC who's an opposite of him.
(Hobie is out of character here, i think 💔💔)
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[Y/N] has a big fat crush on Hobie. When she first joined the Spider Society, what really dropped her jaw down the floor was a Spider-Punk literally walking to Gwen to greet her. She didn't know she could feel emotions this fast in a second. Happiness, love, Jealousy and sadness.
He was so cool. Handsome. tall. And oh my gosh, his voice - accent. Listening to it everytime made her melt like butter. After that, she made it her mission to know every little thing about him. So she bombarded her dear friend, Gwen with questions. Her friend didn't mind, finding the crush amusing.
Her eyes roamed around the vending machine infront of her. After listening to one of ever so repeating Miguel's speech about how 'the multiverses fate is in our hands, so we shouldn't goof off' she wanted a drink. The speech echoed in her head. Gosh, everybody knows. So mostly they all just stare off to space or find reasons to not listen to his speech.
She crouched down, as her drink fell down the machine. Nice and cold for her. It was strawberry milk, she probably just bought it because of the cute color and packaging - and the cute cat mascot - but being cute is her thing !
When she stood back up, she noticed a presence behind her. Turning around, she was greeted with a chest. A familiar one. One with a black vest on his spider suit. Her gaze flickered up.
"Hey." The Hobie Brown said, a smirk adorning on his face. Blush immediately made it's way on her face as she sputtered, looking for an answer. The Punk walked next to her as he looked for a drink. Slapping herself on the cheeks, she ran away from the scene before Hobie could even say something to her.
"And I stuttered!! Like a child!!" She cried as Margo and Gwen comforted her. "I don't think Hobie cares. You didn't embarrass yourself." Gwen chuckled as she rubbed her friend on the back. "Girl, say 'Hi' back! Own him, be confident!" Margo motivates.
She thought back to another memory.
"Hey guys, this is [Y/N]." Gwen smiled as her friend latches onto her for dear life.
"Hello!" Pavitr greeted. "'Sup." Miles lifted his hand to wave. "Hey." That accent, gosh. She froze, as Gwen secretly rubbed her back to keep her focused. "This is Miles, Pavitr and Hobie."
Nothing much happened, Hobie didn't bother that much to talk to her. Why would he though? They literally have nothing common. Hobie is a punk. Who hates the government and labels. While [Y/N] likes cutesy stuff, who doesn't give a shit about the Government and is a hopeless romantic. Hell, she doesn't even know if she knows any punk songs. Nothing in common.
But no labels? Please, her heart can't take it. She has no chance. Zero. Nu-uh.
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She was in a different universe for her mission. Which she completed, successfully trapping two anomalies that wasn't supposed to be in this universe. She wasn't supposed to stay there any longer - but found out that a company was using animals to experiment on them for who knows what.
She looked at the files the company had hidden away, stating that the government gave a them a warning a few years ago but never did something about it. Some people they are.
So what's supposed to be 6 hours turned into 12 in that universe and Miguel was going berserk. Insane. Batshit. Where was this girl? And here he thought she's better than the problem causing children he recruited (ehem, Hobie, Gwen, Miles. Ehem.)
And no matter how many times he called the girl on her small watch, she proceeded to ignore it. So, he ordered Hobie to bring her back.
"Poor baby.. I'm so sorry that happened to you. How could the Government do this..?" [Y/N] softly said, as she caressed a bunny on the head, giving light pats. One of its ears are cut off, and it's other eyes are sewed shut.
A loud thud was heard as her head whipped to the dark alleyway. A random old dude collapsed infront of her. As familiar footsteps left the darkness and revealed himself.
"'Cause it's the Gov'ment, luv." Somehow, she kept her composure. Being with the cute bunny comforting her in a way to not squeal at Hobie like a weird fan girl.
"Oh, it's you! I'm glad." She breathed out a sigh of relief, faint red coating her cheeks. She smiled through the mess that's happening in her brain.
"I'm sorry, you're probably here to take me back...how long was I here..?" Hobie took a seat at a trash bin, drumming his hand on his guitar. As a frail cat rubbed against his leg. "Twelve hours." "TWELVE!?" The girl suddenly stood up in suprise.
"I need to find a safe place for them though...leave me. I'll come back as fast as I can. Even if Miguel will go batshit on me." She winced at Miguel's yelling voice echoing in her mind, softly placing the the small animals back into their crate.
Hobie smirked. "Breaking Miguel's rules? I like it." He walked next to the girl, taking one of the crates in his hand. "Let's go." [Y/N] paused, blush immediately making it's way to her cheeks. "Yeah- let's go."
They made their way to the city's farm, where an old couple lived. "Hello! We've uhm, found these poor babies at a science lab and we were thinking if you could take care of them?" She pointed to the crate as the old man looked at them.
He waved to his wife, as the two looked at the animals. The girl inhaled nervously, as she took a step back next to Hobie. "Do you think they'll take them in?" She whispered, knitting her eyebrows together in worry. "If they don't, then we'll take em' in."
She looked at the punk in suprise, but was only met with a smirk. "We?" "We. Ion' mind having likkle creatures runnin' around. Probably will get in Miguel's nerves. Even better." He chuckles, maintaining eye contact as [Y/N] smiled back.
So this was the reason why she fell for him in the first place. "We'll keep them." The old man said, lifting the crates and walking away to the farmhouse. As the old lady approached the duo and smiled at them.
"I'm glad that this generation still has some good apples. You two make such a good couple." She beamed. The Spider-woman paused, blushing furiously. "W-we aren't-" "We gotta go, we'll visit some time!" Hobie interrupts with his bright smile and dragged the girl somewhere.
After that, they got yelled at for an hour straight. But whenever Miguel turned around to mumble that he was going to loose it under his breath, Hobie would look over at the girl and whisper jokes to lighten up the mood. Making her sullen face brighter.
Yeah, the same guy she fell in love with.
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Gwen and Hobie was somewhere together. So now, [Y/N] was sulking with Miles while Pavitr listens in. "I'm sure they aren't anything special, I was jealous of Gayatri's friend once but we still fell in love." He relishes in the lovely feeling of his love life.
Miles and [Y/N] stared at him and at eachother absolutely done. The girl was the first one to cry. "I love him so much, I can't anymore." She covers her face with her hands. "Love who?" The thick accent spoke up as Gwen walked beside him, giving a knowing smirk to her friend.
"[Y/N]. Let's visit that farm again." "Now?" "Now."
They walked around the city, looking around. "Couldn't we just swing there?" She titled her head, facing the tall Spider-man. He pointed to a shop ahead.
She looked at it, seeing that it was a ice-cream shop. "You wanna go in there?" "Why not?" He smirked and wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulder, walking her to the shop. And she swore she just felt her heart stop for a second.
"Hey you twoo, what would you like to buy?" "Pick fo' me." Hobie said as his gaze stuck to the menu, the girl nodded. She gasped seeing a cute sanrio themed ice cream, for couples. A Kuromi cookies and cream ice-cream, and a vanilla Cinnamaroll ice cream with cute toppings on it.
Hobie's gaze landed on where she was looking at and slightly bend down to look at it. "You want that?" "It's cute.." she blushed a little embarrassed, Hobie was probably weirded out by her. What was she a child? Gosh, why did she have to like cute stuff and they're not even coupl-
"We'd like these two." He nodded to the lady behind the counter as she left to go make the orders. "You like cute stuff?" "..yeah." The girl was left speechless as Hobie looked into her eyes.
"That's cute."
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Heart for part 2 🫶?
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Hi!! after reading your recent fic, I gotta request too! Can you also do a Earth 42 miles but with a bad boy x good girl trope? I am a sucker for that! Thanks in advance! >////<
Earth 42 Miles Morales X Reader !!
Bad boy x Good girl trope -
[Y/N] is a smart student, never failing to achieve straight A's. She's a cheerful girl, her smile never leaves her face, luring people with her calm aura. She's President of her class, voted by her classmates lovingly.
She's probably the most happiest girl alive despite the city they live in. Gangsters, robbers and kidnappers, villains and all, making the police's job harder than it already was.
She entered the class, as she heard students chattering amongst themselves, even if there's a teacher infront of them. The woman looked at the student, relief evident on her face.
"Sweetie, [Y/N] you're finally here. Could I quickly talk to you about something before we start?" "Sure, Miss Calleros!" She smiled sweetly in response. "Theres a new student, he's your seatmate."
The girl glanced at the new student, he was sat next to the window, looking out with narrowed eyes. She looked back at her teacher. "If I may ask, It's the middle of the school year, don't you think he joined too late..?" "He..he got expelled from his previous school dear, he's a delinquent you see.." "ah..."
She nodded at the explanation, as she glanced back at the student. "After school, I just want you to show him his locker, and give him his schedule." Miss Calleros smiled as she gave her the papers, she took them with a smile.
After that, she smacked the black board causing her classmates to quiet down. The teacher gave her a thankful look, as she sat on her chair.
-- [Y/N]'s POV --
After class, I got up, beginning to place my things on my backpack. "Hey cutie!" A familiar voice said, I glanced to my right. "Hey, Mei Mei." I greeted her. Mei Mei was my best friend, since childhood. She always had those big round, red glasses.
"How are you not scared? You sat next to the Miles Morales!" She exclaimed dramatically. Carrying my bag and raising an eyebrow up, I asked "Who?" "Miles Morales! The new student? He's a delinquent?"
I rolled my eyes and bumped my hips onto her as she staggered slightly away. The girl with glasses giggled catching up to me. "I'm serious though, I heard in his previous school - he was in a gang. He beats up people for fun, has a gun too.. I'm surprised he didn't hurt you..!!" We made our way in the school hall.
"Please, he won't hurt me. I'm too cute." I say jokingly as Mei Mei looked at me, her eyes narrowed. "Sure." She giggled poking my cheeks.
The day passed by quickly, and before I knew it, school had ended. Now, for my president duties! My eyes glanced around the halls, walking around the whole school, searching the face for this 'Mr. Bad boy.'
Then, my eyes spotted him. Exiting the bathroom, his hands rubbing together as he maybe put on hand sanitizer. Not bad for a bad guy. Hygienic.
I then catched up behind him, "Hello! Excuse me!" I called, catching up to the tall boy. "You're Miles Morales, right?" "Yeah." He said simply, his gaze piercing onto mine. An awkward silence passed by, keeping my eyes on his, his gaze gradually became more threatening. Now I know why people are scared of him.
"I like your accent." I said without thinking, "What?" He raised an eyebrow, My mouth closed in response. "Nothing! I'm [Y/N] and I'm the class president, here's your schedule.." I handed him the schedule with a sweet smile, though I can't manage to look him the eyes - since somehow, it's hard to. So looking him at his torso is the best way to avoid eye contact.
"Your locker number is 42, next to the science class! We're locker neighbours!!" A giggle escaped my mouth, immediately closing it in embarrassment. What was that giggle. My eyes creeped up to him, he had no emotion, he just looked at me.
He nodded and walked away. I breathed a sigh of relief, stomping childishly. "That's so embarrassing!! I'm gonna jump of a building - Locker neighbours!? What am I a child!?"
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Being Miles Morales' seatmate wasn't that bad. He's oddly quiet for a delinquent. He's smart too. My mind went to that one time last week - when we were paired up for a presentation. We exchanged numbers, and almost immediately - he sent the whole research and the script.
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-- Miles Morales POV --
"Can you make it pink please ^⁠▽⁠^?" I laughed under my breath in amusement. What was her name again? [Y/N]? I searched her name on Instagram. Her face popped up, as I clicked it. My eyes flickered, scrolling through her pictures.
Most of her pictures were her studying, in the library, with friends, her with cats and random cute things she saw. I closed my phone, my uncle entering the room. "What's with that look, man?" "What look?" "And here I thought you won't catch feelings for anyone with that heart of yours." He laughed and exited.
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[Y/N] shivered in the dark, as she walked in the street. City lights and dim street lamps were the only thing keeping the girl company. She sighed, walking faster, in hopes of getting to her apartment quickly, plastic bag on her hand. She passed by two guys, about her age - smoking.
One of them stopped her in her tracks by stepping infront of her, a smug look in his faced. "Hey sweetcheeks, whatchu doing so late?" She gave a small awkward smile and turned around, only to be blocked by his friend.
"Leaving so soon?" "Have fun with us." "No thank you, I need to go home..." She said meekly, as the two creeps laughed. Another gripped her wrist, she yelped in response. "That was an order, sweetheart." A harsh tug made her look around for help.
"Yo' move." A familiar voice said, as they all turned to look at it. It was Miles Morales, his eyebrows knit together, meeting her eyes. "Miles! Help-" "ah, this your boyfriend or something?" "Looks like a delinquent wanna be."
[Y/N] shot pleading eyes to her delinquent seatmate, as he stared back in return. He sighed. "I said move. People are trying to pass, bro." "Who you trying to 'bro', Man?" The two creeps approached him.
With a blink of an eye, the two were laying on the ground, one with a bruised eye who was also passed out and one with a busted lip. "Whatever! She looks like a whore anyways!" The guy cowered and ran away, leaving his friend.
Miles crouched down to the passed out guy, his hands roaming on his pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Placing one on his lip, he ignited the lighter and lit up the tip of the cigarette.
"Thank you..." She said, trying to catch her breath, hand on her heart as she almost died. Miles grunted, blowing smoke and glanced at her. "Whatcu' even doing here?" "Was just trying to buy some meds for my cat. He's sick. I'm going back to my apartment now though.." she gripped the plastic bag, she was holding onto for dear life earlier.
"You're crazy for walking in the middle of the night." He continued walking forward. "Yeah...can you uhm, walk me to my apartment?" [Y/N] shyly asked. His eyes flickered to her.
"Why?" "'Cause...you saved me, so maybe you can keep doing that until I reach my apartment! I'll pay you back if you do, and also for saving me!" "You ain't need to pay me back." He said, quickening his pace.
The girl quickly ran up to him, trying to match his pace. "..Is that a yes..?" "Yeah, whatever." They walked in silence, somehow, this time it was calming and comfortable.
"Uhm- so...if you don't mind me asking..are the rumours really true..? the one where they say you're a delinquent, who's in a gang, who beats people up for fun..?" She shivered again in the cold, feeling a little brave to ask questions.
"The delinquent part is true. But Ion' go with gangs and beating people up for fun. I'm not that ridiculous 'Ma." He said, blowing the smoke from his cigarette. She nodded and smiled. "Well, you're not that bad for a delinquent." "Yeah?" "Yeah."
She stopped as Miles also halted, looking at her. She faced the building next to him. "This is me...thank you, again." "Don't go outside in middle of the night, next time. Don't wanna save your ass again."
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Hope this was goodd, I also absolutely love this trope!! I'm taking more requests!! Any characters will be finee!!
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Hello! can I request a Miles 42 fic? A simple fluff. Where in the midst of his chaotic life between being the prowler, student, and trying to help his mom, he has a pretty chill girlfriend? Kind of a lo-fi type. Where he can clam down and unwind with reader? Thank you!! Good luck on your future works!
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- reader is any race you want ⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ⁠(⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)⁠ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾
Textbooks, essays, homework, textbooks, essays, homework, Textbooks, essays, homework - it repeats all over again. To the point he can't take it anymore. With his mother also demanding him to tell her what he's hiding, it's almost like life is getting harder to bare.
Plus, under all this facades and stress - Miles Morales is the Prowler, which adds more stress. New York isn't helping either. But, also, under all this facades and stress - Miles Morales has a home to go to. Somewhere he can forget all the problems of the world, somewhere he can be vulnerable.
He stood infront of a familiar window, one that's open in the middle of the night, which to some was a death wish - especially when they live in Brooklyn. He slid the window open, quietly. Looking around the room, there was a faint calming music played, dim lights and cool air surrounded the room.
A furry texture rubbed against his leg, he looked down. A cute, black cat released a small 'meow'. Miles took off his gauntlet, letting it fall on the soft white rug, crouching down, he softly rubbed the cat's ears - slowly reaching down to his neck to grab the purple collar he had, he glanced at the name tag.
'Meows Morales'
It was silly, but it was his and his girlfriend's idea to name the cat. "Let's name him Meows!" She gushed, hugging the cat. "Morales." "Hm?" "Meows Morales."
"Where's your Mami, Meows?" He smiled in amusement at the memory as the cat responded with a 'Meow.' and walked off to a door to the right, waiting for it to open. On time, the door opened revealing a girl with a cat bowl, his girlfriend [Y/N]. "Here you go meows, you're lucky I love you so much." She placed the bowl down and the cat immediately jumped on it, chomping it up.
Her eyes spotted the boy next to her window, a smile creeped up on her face. "Hey, Miles." She approached the boy, wrapping her arms around his neck. A soft peck of her lips on his made jolted him from his trance. He held her waist, rubbing circles on her skin.
"What's wrong?" "Just needed a break, Mami." "Come cuddle with me?"
His girlfriend sat on his lap, as he layed his chin on her head. His hands caressed her hair - sighing his stress away, his eyes flickered to the cat.
Meows sat on [Y/N]'s lap, head on her thigh. "You two are so much alike, hm?" She giggled, poking fun at Miles and the cat's clinginess.
Miles grunted and placed his face on the crook of her neck.
"Like father like son."
- I hope this is good !! I'm also taking requests !!
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Hiiiiiiiiii!! Can I know you're rules? Your do's and don't's?
I don't do anything smut or inappropriate, since idk how ⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ⁠(⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)⁠ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾!!
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Helloo !! I'm taking requestsss !!
I don't do romantic stuff with children (Peni Parker and Mayday, obviously) and NSFW.
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Spider-Man ATSV characters: As your big brother!
Pt. 2 !!
- Miguel O'hara, Hobie Brown, Miles Morales, Earth-42 Miles Morales.
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I'm so obsessed with Earth-42 Miles.
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Spider-Man ATSV characters! As your big brother!!
Miles Morales, Earth-42 Miles Morales, Hobie Brown.
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Heart if you want more? ☹️🫶
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imongkoneho2 · 10 months
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Red Days
Miles, Gwen, Hobie, Pavitr X Reader
[Y/n] pookie gets her period.
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Shark week, the curse, that time of the month, period and Red Days. Other words to call 'Menstruation'.
"My stomach feels like hell." [Y/N] mumbles as she hugged her knees, sitting on the couch next to Gwen. The blonde look at her with a knowing look, "I heard if you massage your stomach, it helps with cramps. Never tried it though." She explained, munching on a chip.
Taking Gwen's advice, the girl placed her fingers on her stomach - rubbing it in circles, up in down, left and right, whatever makes the painful feeling leave. Gwen stood up, walking away, as Miles sat down beside her, stretching his limbs and placed his legs on the table infront of them.
He faced [Y/N] with a smile, and nodded. "'Sup, Mami." She gave a small smile in response. Her, Miles, Gwen, Hobie and Pavitr were planning on watching a horror movie but hadn't decided yet.
So, Hobie and Pavitr were huddled up in the corner scrolling through one of their phone's searching for something to watch. While Gwen grabbed everyone snacks out of the kindest of her heart - but probably only grabbing some for [Y/N].
The air was comfortable, everyone was happy and peaceful. Despite the pain the girl was clearly going through - she ignored it and took a deep breath. Realising that Miles was actually talking to her, she whipped her head and nodded acting like she was listening.
Until -
Drip.
She froze. Did - did her blood just seeped on her - she panicked. "M-miles." "Then, Peter was- what?" "Can you...can you check my butt real quick?" The girl who's soul was about to fly away said, in embarrassment.
"What." Miles said, jaw wide and absolutely taken a back. "Just do it!" [Y/N] kicked her phone off the table on purpose, making it an excuse to stand up, bending over to pick it up.
Miles, closed his eyes. Placing his elbows on his thighs - having an existential crisis. He wasn't a pervert, no. But was it really perverted when a girl asked him to? He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes to look at her bottom.
"W-what am I supposed to see?" He whispered, panicking "Is there a stain?" She answered, voice laced with frustration and worry "...No..!?" [Y/N] breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.
"Miles! You pervert! You were looking at [Y/N]'s ass!" Pavitr said, his mouth opened wide. Hobie was looking at the two, his arms over his head and he whistled.
"W-what!? No! I was-"
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'You five are incharge of buying groceries. I trust [Y/N] will keep all of you in line.'  Miguel ordered, with his strong voice and threatening demeanour.
"Next on the list?" Pavitr asked, looking around the isle as Miles, Hobie, Gwen and their lovely friend followed behind him. Hobie was pushing the cart and riding it like a scooter as Miles was staring at the grocery list. "Uh.., toilet paper."
They continue walking as Gwen spoke up. "We're just going to get some other stuff." She said, holding the girl's shoulders, smiling. Pavitr's eyebrow shot up, curiosily. "You got money?" "I'll pay for it myself!" [Y/N] interrupted and dashed away along with her blonde friend beside her.
"What's up with them?" Miles questions, scratching his head. When they got back to the headquarters, without causing any trouble - thankfully. They all sat down the  couch and a conversation sat up.
Pavitr, who was beside the girl, tilted his head closely to her with a curious look. "Are you okay?" "Mhm? What's up, Pav?" She responded, confused. "You've been acting weird." "Am I?" She pouted, concerned as she looked at the others for confirmation.
Gwen only shrugged at the question, while Miles nodded, thinking back to the times she acted real weird. "You've been jumpy, luv." He said, with his cockney accent, legs on the table and an eyebrow raised.
"I'm just.. going through, girl stuff." Gwen chuckled at the comment. "Girl stuff?" Miles asked. "Whatcha' mean? Like you got dumped by your boyfriend?" Hobie followed. "I'm..on my period, and I don't have a boyfriend." Y'know, it's kinda weird telling people you have the thing. Especially boys.
But, she trusts them and - they're not creepy anyways. "The fuck is a period?" "What?" The three tilted their head, face contorting to confusion. Gwen lowered her phone with a face of disbelief.
"Am I- seriously surrounded by Idiots!?" Miles pulled out his phone, searching it up. Hobie and Pavitr moved next to him, squinting at the random article. "Uh- wait, I found it. A period is a release of blood from a girl's uterus, out through her vagi-"
Jaws on the floor (Hobie was still looking at the article, unable to take his eyes off it), they looked at the girls in utter shock. "We go through it every month. Not that big of a deal." Gwen said, nonchalantly.
[Y/N] nods in agreement. "Every month!?" "Do...does it hurt?" Pavitr and Miles asked, both stunned and curious. "Sometimes we get super painful cramps." Their friend answered shrugging. "How long does it take?" Hobie finally spoke up, a look of curiosity on his face.
After that, the boys started to pitch in and help. Surprisingly. They were very mature. Pavitr would always serve her Chai, telling her how he found out that it helps with the pain.
While Miles told [Y/N] some advice given from his mom who was a nurse. "You..told your mother that I'm in my period?" She asked in embarrassment. Miles smiled, apologetically.
She was thankful, though.
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Walking around the carnival, Pavitr went to get tickets for a show, while Gwen was on her way and Miles was getting drinks.
Hobie and [Y/N] were left standing and waiting for everyone. "Man it's so bloody hot." He complained, crossing his arms. "Do you want to go on that ride after the show?" The girl pointed at a cute teacup ride.
Hobie smiled, amused. "Anything you want, luv." She beamed in response and immediately shifting uncomfortably as she looked around. Having a period during a hot day is not the best thing in the world.
She pulled out her phone, only to drop it clumsily. She groaned and bend down, Hobie who's whistling to keep himself occupied, was bored. His eyes wondered a little too much and moved to [Y/N]'s ass.
And saw a red stain. He winced.
"Hey, uh. Love, you've got a lil' problem" Hobie points at her bottom as the girl whipped her head to him and quickly straighten up. "Oh no- I don't have extra clothes!" She panicked, and rambled on about how her day was ruined and how she was so embarrassed.
The punk, sighed. "You ain't gonna die." He removed his large black jacket and gave it to the panicking girl. She looked at him with teary eyes, threatening to break down infront of him.
"Is being a crybaby a part of period symptoms?" He joked and the girl sniffled, thanking him and wrapping it around her waist, the jacket thankfully covered her behind and the red angry stain.
Hobie grinned, wrapping a hand around her and pulled her closely to him. "I'll text Gwen for ya' let's go to the bathroom."
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Requests r okay!! Don't know when I'll finish them thoughh!
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