#aaah this made my heart leap a thousand miles

[filthy-mudeoki]

We live for kisses like this 🥺🥺

Cha Eunjae and Seo Woojin

Dr. Romantic 3 - 2023

[pleaktale]

My request: Hobie and late night motorbike rides with an s/o who has sensory issues and finds motorbikes loud so is scared at first but Hobie convinces them not to be? 💕

AAAH!! Thank you for the request love! rider!Hobie my beloved 🥰 I locked in witht his one, hope you like it <3 Word count: 1.1k Warnings: sensory issues talks Tags: bike rider!Hobie x gn!Reader, Reader has sensory issues, no description of Reader, fluff, hurt?/comfort, lovestruck Hobie because we need him, no mentions of Y/N Enjoy ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

The cold night air brings you back to your senses, your mind drifting off to all the things that could go wrong in this simple ride at midnight, but Hobie was quick to notice your fluttering eyes.

“You alright, love?” he asked, fingers gingerly tracing down your arm while he held your helmet. “I know that face…” you smile, he could always read your mind with a simple look. You fill in your lungs, arms hugging yourself, “Just… I don’t know about the noises, what if it’s too much?”

Hobie gives you a small grin, placing back the helmet atop the passenger side of his motorbike, his hands now cupping your face gently. “Listen love, ‘m not some bloke with deafening engine, I assure you that.” His words pull a chortle from you, head leaning into his palm, seeking his warmth since it was pretty cold in London.

“How 'bout we take a ride around the block, hm? Test the waters?” he offers, eyes sparkling at the sight of your almost cat-like move, his smile growing to the sides. “Would you ride with me?”

You sigh softly, of course you’d ride with him. Forever and ever if life would let you, if the universe wants it that way, you’d have it anytime. But the fear was also there. With a leap of faith in the man in front of you, you nod, brushing off your thoughts for the moment. “Alright, to test the waters,” you reply, voice small and a little unsure, which he obviously noticed.

“I’ll go slow, no need to go a hundred miles per hour right now,” he laughs quietly, shaking his head a little before beckoning closer to you, “’m not trying to scare you, love. I want you to enjoy this as much as I do, if it’s not your thing, then it’s not your thing.”

You give an upside-down smile, the frown present on your face from the urge to cry - not for a bad reason, actually the opposite. You laugh at his frowny face after seeing your frowny face, feeling warm engulfing your heart after his gentle kiss to your forehead. “You’re always making me emotional over the most mundane things,” you mumble with a smile, giving a soft nudge to his chest which he accepted with a chuckle.

“Hey you, now,” Hobie goes back to stare at your eyes, his gaze shining under the moonlight and yellow lights from the street, “your sensory issues are not mundane, I know the world sometimes can be too much for ya, so I want to make it jus' right if I can.”

You can't help but peck his lips quickly before he could go on and have you crying your heart out from love in the middle of the night, at your front door. “Okay, Mr. Love of my Life, I want to ride with you,” you reply, hands tightly holding onto his leather jacket for good measure. His face melting into a soft smile after your newly created pet name had you swearing to love him until the end of the world.

“That’s what I like to hear,” he whispers back, pecking your face all over until your giggles filled his heart. Stopping to grab your helmet once again, Hobie gently places it on your head and locks it in place. “Ready, peng ting?”

“Ready,” your smile was worth a thousand suns to him.

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Your wrapped your hands around his torso, not a single air passage through the both of you, you made sure to hid your face between his hair and shoulder. He hadn’t even started the engine yet but could tell your nervousness by the way you held onto him. His hand snaked down to yours, wrapping his fingers around your own. “Remember to breathe, love,” his muffled voice reached your ears, your grip softening just a little to not squeeze him to death.

“I am breathing,” you reply, looking at the road, “I think.” He chortles, shaking his head. “'s all good, I’ll go slow, no need to be so afraid of. And if you want to hop off, just squeeze me real tight, a’ight?” he looks back at you through the rear view mirror, giving you an eye-smile.

You breathe in, giving back the same eye-smile to him. You nod, caressing his hand with your thumb for a moment. “Alright, I can do this,” his smile shining bright as he slowly let go of your hand, holding the handles. “That’s my love right ‘ere.”

Hobie starts the engine, the sound not so loud as you thought it would be, the helmet muffled most of it. You thank whoever created helmets like these. He takes off, now both of you riding in two wheels, he wasn’t going fast but you still held onto him like a lifeline - might as well use the excuse to have him so close.

“How’s going, lovie?” Hobie asks with a louder voice, you smile from the adrenaline starting to seep into your blood, laughing in response. “It’s.. great!” you shout back, giggling as he went a little faster, taking the first turn around the block.

Hobie can only display his biggest smile, glad that you were actually enjoying it. “Glad to hear it!” he shouts back, taking another turn, his hand quickly getting off the handles to give a gentle squeeze to your own, a small “I’m here with you” gesture. You kept the smile on your face, staring at the houses passing by and giggling to yourself, which Hobie watched with glances through his mirror.

He speeds up at the last bit of the ride, the wind in your face, brushing through your eyelashes and clothes, bringing this lively sensation to your body, mind going blank for a moment. Then Hobie slowly stops at your front door once again, watching over you as he pulls the prop stand.

“So… How was it?” he asked, watching your sparkling eyes still processing all the emotions and feelings. “It was- it was fun! I-I liked it!” you replied, looking at him with a bright smile, shaking his shoulders lightly from the adrenaline still wearing off. Hobie gave back the same bright and goofy smile, so happy for you getting over your fears and sensory issues.

“I told ya,” he replied, taking in your hands above his shoulder, and pulling you forward for a hug that you quickly gave back, squeezing him tight. “Wanna try it again?” Hobie asked, looking back at you, “I think you’ll love to go through the London bridge at this hour.”

Your eyes shine at his suggestion, thinking about it for a mere second before nodding eagerly. “I think I can try,” you reply, hugging his torso once again. “Thank you,” you whisper into his shoulder, words striking a chord into his heart.

“No need to thank me, love,” he whispered back, bringing your hand to his lips over the flipped up shield of the helmet, kissing your knuckles gently, “you did this on your own, came over your fears, and I’m glad you did.”

TOOTH ROTTING HOBIE MY BELOVED! Thank you for reading, until next time <3

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