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"oi oi Mrs Morales" Hobie greeted Miles'mum at the door "is Miles in"
"Yeah" she turned towards the direction of Miles' room "Miles' your uhm Hobie is here" she called.
Hobie heard the scuffle of shoes and something crashing to the ground and then Miles appeared.
"Hello mate" he said
"Hobie uh hi come in" he said leading Hobie by the wrist to his room.
"Keep that door open at all times Miles" Miles' mum called after him.
"Mum!" Miles exclaimed mortified.
Hobie sat down on Miles' bed, well it was more of a stumble but Miles was to busy hiding his sketchbook from view to notice,
"So your parents know then?" Hobbie observed
"Yeah" Miles replied.
"And their cool with it?" He asked.
"Yeah" Miles replied. He was standing in the corner of his room looking a bit nervous, as if he was the guest, and staring at Hobie.
"Watchya looking at love?" Hobie asked teasingly.
"Just..." He tailed of not really sure how to describe what he felt looking at Hobie. Hobie looked at Miles, he was chewing the inside of his cheek in what Hobie liked to call his thinking face..
"What are you thinking?" Asked Hobie.
Miles couldn't think of a reply so he walked over to Hobie and pressed a tender kiss to his lips. Hobie grinned against Miles and when he pulled away he reached out a hand to pull him into another kiss. Miles stopped short catching a glimpse of a red stain on Hobies shirt.
"What's this?" Asked Miles moving his hand to Hobies torso.
"That? That's, ow, nothing" Hobie said unconvincingly.
"Doesn't look like nothing" Miles said.
"I'm fine, miles, really" Hobbie said but Miles had moved his shirt away and was examining his decidedly not fine wound.
"What happened to you?" Asked Miles.
"Just a scrap, my dimensions not the best place to be right now" Hobie tried to play it off. He readjusted himself on the bed wincing in pain.
"It's not the only injury is it?" Miles said noticing how tense Hobie looked under his easy smile.
"Take your shirt of let me see" instructed Miles.
"If you want me to strip your going to have to ask me nicely sunflower" Hobie joked
"C'mon Hobes you could get sepsis or something " Miles said seriously.
Hobie relented taking of his shirt and revealing all manner of bruises and scrapes. He ran his hand across Hobies blemished torso. "You got in a fight?" Miles enquired.
"Yeah what of it" deflected Hobie. Miles leaned down and kissed Hobie soothingly. He was spared from trying to think of a way to get past Hobies sudden emotional distancing when his mum peered in to his room taking in the scene which at first glance looked like Miles was kissing his topless boyfriend.
"Boys!" Mrs Morales exclaimed embarrassed thinking she'd stumbled into something then she noticed Hobies injuries.
"What happened!" She asked Hobie shocked.
"Just an... Accident" Hobie lied. Mrs Morales looked at him skeptically.
"Ok then come into the kitchen I have a first aid kit" she said.
Miles helped Hobie to the kitchen ignoring his protests that he was fine and sat him down Mrs Morales cleaned his wounds and bandages them and miles offered him Ice packs for his various bruises, then they settled Hobie on the settee
"I'm going to get hypothermia if you put another ice pack on me love" Hobie complained.
Miles snuggled up beside Hobie using his body heat to keep him warm. "Better?" He asked.
"Much better" Hobie replied wrapping his arms around him. Miles sketched as they watched TV eventually falling asleep in each others arms.
They were woken up an hour later by Miles' dad.
"Oh, hello my son's topless boyfriend," he said looking down at Miles and Hobie.
"Jeff mate, good to see ya" Hobie said mostly to wind him up as he scrambled for a some item of clothing not wanting to be asked any questions he couldn't answer about his injuries. He ended up pulling on one of Miles' hoodies.
Miles' dad just raised his eyebrows at Miles and Hobie then he went to the kitchen.
Miles buried his face in the crook of Hobie's neck embarrassed by his dad's look.
"Your cute when your flustered love" Hobie said smirking.
"I can still hear you y'know " called Mr Morales and Hobie laughed as Miles blushed even more.
Hobie didn't stay for dinner rushing off before anything else could be mentioned about his injuries. Miles couldn't understand why he was so secretive about how he got injured and he felt pretty uneasy about it