When Hobie has to leave in a middle of a mission because the reader is in labor about to give birth to their baby girl and the team is pissed at him for leaving so the team (plus Miguel,Jess,and Peter with Maybay) shows up at his house to yell at him for leaving until they see him with a baby in his arms.
I mixed your two requests, i hope that’s ok :)
It wasn’t unlike Hobie to walk out of missions. Whether he didn’t agree with the cause, or he had other things to tend to.
Usually, no one would be surprised.
However, this mission was imperative. This anomaly had been terrorizing E-2644 for a couple weeks, and had an ability that caused it to turn invisible. On top of that, it wasn’t assertive, so it was incredibly hard to find.
Miguel knew he had to bring the main group together, their combined talents would do well.
He’d mastered the electric abilities that Miles was just starting to understand. Miguel knew that for this mission, he would be necessary.
HOWEVER, Hobie will be Hobie. He agreed to come, and did his part. Until he got a call.
He flipped open his flip phone that he’d had for probably around 5 years and clicked the answer call button.
“Hey, sweets, what’s up?” He said you to as he dodged a hit from the anomaly, using the brick wall behind him to hoist him above the fight. He stuck to the opposite wall of the alley, and focused in on what you were saying.
“Hey, uh,” Your voice was shaky and uncomfortable. “Callin’ to let you know that uh my water just broke. ‘know you’re on a mission, but I’m on the way to the hospital. Just—,” You groaned slightly. “Thought you should know.”
“What?!” His voice became more anxious, and his accent increased. “Okay, I’m on my way. Which hospital you at, Ma?”
“Um the one closest to your place! The one we went to when you broke your wrist. But, aren’t you on a mission? That’s more important, you can’t leave them behind.”
“On my way.” He flipped the phone closed.
You sputtered at the call ending and grumbled about him to your parent in the other seat.
Hobie leaped off of the brick wall and opened a portal.
Miguel whipped around. “Hobie? Hobie! Where are you going? We’re in the middle of something very impor—,” His words are cut off by the anomaly lunging at him, attempting to scratch at his eyes.
“Mhm, yeah, good luck!” Hobie yells over his shoulder and runs through the portal.
Miguel is furious. The anomaly escaped again, his team was suffering injuries, and the key to this fight walked out like it was nothing.
That was Tuesday, he’s still fuming. And it’s Saturday.
“Have half a mind to go over there and interrogate him myself!” He said, continuing to pace.
“Hey, the kid said something came up! He hasn’t come back yet, maybe it was.. really.. important…” Peter trailed off when he received a pointed glare from Miguel.
“I agree with Peter this time,” Jess pushed herself off of the wall he was leaning against. “He messaged you after the fact, you need to calm down.” Her words didn’t help either.
“Let’s go.” He opened up a portal, and walked through it. Exchanging a knowing look, they walked through behind him.
Hobie’s place was.. cleaner than they expected. It looked like a punk rock band had crashed there, but otherwise it was clean enough.
“Hobie!” Miguel bellowed through the apartment, waiting for a response.
“Oi, mate, shut it will ya?” Hobie’s voice travelled through the apartment, quieter than he would normally speak.
Miguel stomped through the apartment following his voice, but paused when he saw Hobie.
Peter and Jess looked between each other and inched their way closer behind him. Mayday babbled in her carrier as they travelled through the home.
As soon as Hobie came into view, they all gasped.
This young man, with all of his rough edges and traumatic background, was holding a newborn baby, swaddled in his arms. It was so unexpected, but the baby looked right there. It was then that the three adults realized something about Hobie they’d never expected.
He could be gentle. He could soothe. He could.. put his guitar down?
Mayday clapped her hands and slid out of the carrier onto the floor. She walked clumsily to Hobie, when he crouched down so May could see the baby.
It was a little girl, sleeping peacefully in his arms. He’d removed the spiky parts of his outfit and the pins from his jacket. The baby had a hand clutched on his shirt, and he looked at this child with so much adoration.
“She’s a cute lil thing, innit?” He smiled at May and then stood back up and walked the baby back into his room.
The adults followed him, mouths agape.
There you lay, and Hobie transferred the baby girl to your arms, sitting down on the bed next to you.
His eyes flickered up to his ‘boss’ and the other adults.
“Is she.. yours?” Peter was the first to speak, shock etched into his expression.
“Who else would she get the attitude from, mate?”
Jess groaned. “I want my baby already!” She held her stomach and feigned crying.
You laughed. “Would any of you like to hold her?— No claws, Miguel.”
“Who are you?” Miguel said his first sentence in a solid 10 minutes.
“My girl!” Hobie said proudly. “And baby mama.”
“I would assume.” Miguel responded sarcastically.
None of them expected this from Hobie, they weren’t even aware he was in any kind of relationship.
“Am I fired?” Hobie’s signature smirk appeared on his face.
“Um. No. Whatever.” Miguel spun on his heel and reopened a portal, walking through it.
“I wanna hold her!” Peter said excitedly as soon as Miguel was out of earshot.
Now Hobie would have to tell Pav. Oh lord.
All done! I did this one like a oneshot to change things up
Like i mentioned before, i’m not used to writing pregnancy at all!! i’ve never been pregnant, nor been around a pregnant person long enough to know.
please let me know how i can improve!
hobie nsfw alphabet coming soon
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