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Hobie quickly fixed his posture, Miles' voice snapping him back to reality. He didn't remember bracing himself against the wall, or closing his eyes. And of course he was monochrome.
"Yeah, mate. Just regretting skipping breakfast is all," he hoped the lie was convincing enough. He shot web to follow Pav and Gwen before Miles had time to doubt him. He was also thankful how each jerk of the web cycled his colors. Tho he was worried and irritated by his obvious lack of reds.
"Hey! Is Hobie okay?" Pav asked past him.
"I don't know," Miles answers from behind.
"I'm right fuckin here!" Hobie snapped, "I'm brilliant! Thanks for bloody asking! Absolutely chuffed to bits!"
Silence.
Hobie prayed to the gods he may or may not believe in that the silence was them allowing it.
"Dude. If skipping breakfast does this to you, we're gonna have to make some sort of rule or maybe all start carrying-" Hobie cut off Miles' wasted planning.
"I didn't skip breakfast. Just that not everything's your business, innit?"
"Well, it is our business if it's gonna be a problem when we run into trouble."
Hobie was going to groan at Gwen joining them against him but Pav replies.
"No, no! Gwen!" he drops his voice, "I really do think we should drop it."
Hobie's chest felt cold at how horribly unsubtle Pav was being. How did he even figure it out??
"Wha- Okay! Time out!" Gwen swung to the next roof and yanked Hobie to her. The web snatching him in a new direction caused his insides to jerk uncomfortably. It took a lot of concentration to land gracefully. He wasn't able to stop the strained grunt that escaped him, but he was proud of himself for not hugging his own stomach.
He stood up with a heavy exhale and met Gwen's gaze, expecting to match her frown with his own, but her eyes were wide.
Shit...
"Gwen! I really think-" she cut off his arrival.
"Yeah, Pav! You were right! My bad!"
They were both so bad at this. Pav he understood, but he expected better from Gwendy!
"What!?" Miles was, thankfully, still thick. "What is happening? Are you guys speaking telepathically or some shit? What just happened??"
Hobie's hips were starting to ache from standing so he sat cross legged. He started fingering his guitar silently in an attempt to ignore his friends talk like he wasn't even there.
"Really Miles, it's nothing," Gwendy's attempt at a save was pathetic, "You and Pav should go ahead and I'll help Hobie sort things out."
"Sort what out!?"
"No, Gwen. I really think I should stay. I have more experience with this than you."
Hobie didn't realize he wasn't practicing his guitar any more.
"What!? How!?" Gwen.
"Gayatri has asked for my help every month for the past year and a half!"
"TMI, dude!" Miles.
Hobie didn't realize he was hugging his guitar to his stomach as if he could will it to become a heating pad.
But he did notice the silence.
He didn't look up. He didn't want to see the three wide pairs of stupid white eyes staring into him.
He scraped the strings of his guitar to make it scream like he wished he could. It was better than the silence.
He heard his friends sit besides and in front of him. He didn't lift his head but noted the crumpled masks in their laps when he opened his eyes.
"You're all horrible" he said.
"Yeah..." they all said together.
"You want us to get you something, bud?"
Hobie couldn't help but scoff at Miles' new term of endearment.
"Nah. But I'd like to return this pity party. It's not what I ordered."
"Alright then," Miles bounced from sitting to standing so fast, just seeing it in his peripheral made Hobie want to groan in pain, "Let's go, Spiderman! What are you sitting around for??"
"Miles!" Gwen and Pav snapped
"What? He said no pity party. Should I uncancel his order? Because I can be back on for snacks and hot baths instead."
Hobie wanted to tell him to go fuck himself. Instead, he groaned only partially in frustration. A bath sounded so good. He didn't even have a tub back home.
"Alright, you git. You win. Bring on the pity party."
The others immediately switched gears.
"We should go to my place," Gwen said as she stole his guitar, strapping it over her own shoulder. " My dad will be cool and my room's big enough for all of us."
Pav offered him a hand up as she opened her portal, "Do you want a piggy back?"
Hobie accepted the hand up but laughed imagining his limbs splayed around his tiny friends. "Nah, mate. Maybe sometime when it hurts less."
As he followed them through the portal, he couldn't help grinning, feeling lucky to have them around. He wasn't surprised to see himself pink.
If you aren't paying close attention, it looks like Gwen;
smacks Miles' butt
smacks Hobie's shoulder
and gives Pav a high five
all in one swift movement
