hobie brown x reader jealous

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Hobie Brown x Reader: Jealousy's Sting

[Image: A stylized drawing or photo of Hobie Brown, slightly scowling, looking at the reader interacting playfully with another character. Alt text: Hobie Brown looking jealous.]

It's a truth universally acknowledged that even the most laid-back, skateboarding Spider-Man has a breaking point. For Hobie Brown, that breaking point often involved his girlfriend, [Reader's Name], and someone else getting a little too close. Tonight was one of those nights.

The annual Brooklyn Superhero Supply Co. fundraiser was always a blast. Costumes were encouraged, drinks flowed freely, and the air buzzed with a contagious energy. [Reader's Name], dressed as a delightfully mischievous Catwoman, was effortlessly charming everyone in attendance. Hobie, lurking in the shadows as his usual, slightly more subdued self (a very stylish, albeit less flamboyant, Spider-Man), watched her with a simmering intensity.

He'd initially planned on keeping a low profile, offering subtle assistance where needed. But tonight felt different. The way Miles Morales, ever the charismatic Spider-Man, was laughing at one of [Reader's Name]'s jokes, his hand lingering a fraction too long on her arm as he made a point... it set something off inside Hobie.

H2: The Spark Ignites

It wasn't a possessiveness born of insecurity, not entirely. Hobie trusted [Reader's Name]. Completely. But there was a protective instinct, a deep-seated need to keep her safe, that flared up unexpectedly. It was the same instinct that propelled him to swing through the night, stopping petty crimes and larger threats alike. Only this time, the threat felt… personal.

Miles, bless his heart, was oblivious. He was simply enjoying the company of a vibrant, intelligent woman. But to Hobie, every shared glance, every touch, felt like a tiny jab to his pride. He found himself unconsciously clenching his fists, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced by a quiet intensity that only [Reader's Name] seemed to notice.

H2: Subtle Signs, Explosive Feelings

[Reader's Name], perceptive as always, caught the shift in his mood. She saw the way his gaze followed Miles, the way his shoulders tensed when they laughed together. A subtle frown creased her brow. She knew Hobie; his quiet intensity was a clear sign of simmering emotions.

She excused herself from the conversation with Miles, gently extricating herself from his amiable grasp. Finding Hobie leaning against a nearby wall, a half-empty can of soda in his hand, she approached him slowly.

"Everything alright, Hobie?" she asked softly, her voice a gentle counterpoint to the boisterous music of the fundraiser.

He shrugged, attempting a nonchalant appearance that failed miserably. "Yeah, fine," he mumbled, his gaze avoiding hers. The lie hung heavy in the air between them.

H2: Confronting the Green-Eyed Monster

[Reader's Name], understanding flickered in her eyes. She knew better than to push him. Instead, she gently took his hand, her touch surprisingly grounding. The simple act of physical contact seemed to calm him slightly.

"Hobie," she said, her voice low and firm, "I saw you looking at Miles. Are you jealous?"

He didn't deny it. He couldn't. The truth hung between them, thick and undeniable. He mumbled something about Miles being a bit too friendly, a bit too close. He felt a blush creep up his neck as he admitted his feelings.

[Reader's Name] smiled, a tender smile that melted away the tension. She squeezed his hand, pulling him close.

"Miles is just being Miles," she whispered, her voice warm and reassuring. "He's a good friend, but you're the only one I want."

H2: Resolution and Understanding

Hobie's shoulders relaxed, the knot of tension easing in his chest. He leaned into her touch, the warmth of her presence chasing away the shadows of his jealousy.

He knew, deep down, that her affection was genuine, unwavering. His insecurity had simply gotten the better of him, a fleeting moment of doubt in a relationship built on trust and mutual admiration.

The night continued, but the sting of jealousy had faded. Hobie, armed with [Reader's Name]'s reassurance, found himself smiling, genuinely smiling, as he watched her interact with the other attendees. He even shared a laugh with Miles, the subtle tension replaced with a grudging respect and a renewed understanding. After all, even Spider-Man needs a little reassurance sometimes.

[Image: Hobie and [Reader's Name] laughing together at the fundraiser. Alt text: Hobie and [Reader's Name] happy together.]