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Hobie was strong. Miles knew that. Heck, everyone knew that!
He was able to catch cars flying towards him at high speeds with ease, he was able to lift a hand full of civilians across an entire town if he wanted too!
Spider-man is strong, obviously, I mean Miles is able to catch flying metal while he swings around in battle, and Pav- Omg, Pav is insanely buff. Miles genuinely thought he was on steroids for a minute when he first met him, that’s how buff he is.
But something about Hobie is… different?
That sounds cliche, Miles knows, but it’s true. For some reason, Miles couldn’t get Hobie’s strong arms out of his head!
The way his hand practically wraps around Miles’ entire waist, how heavy but comforting his arm feels when it’s looped around Miles’ neck and onto his shoulder.
Needless to say, Miles was obsessed. When he would doodle Hobie in his notebook, he’d prioritize the defined muscles on his arms. He’d even spent time drawing those magnetic arms around a human-like figure.
Miles was never going to admit how he was going to draw himself in place of the figure, but decided against it since someone could easily just open his notebook and find out that Miles has definitely been dreaming about Hobie and his arms.
Miles was aware he liked Hobie, he was aware he was Bi, (After some help from Pav and Gwen to figure it out and make him feel comfortable with the label) but Damn. He really was down bad this time.
So you can imagine the horror when Miles came home from a mission, only to find Hobie in his room with those rough hands on his open notebook.
Imma make a part two later on, it’s late for me rn and I have barely slept all week-
(Link to Pt.2 will be here once posted :D)