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*Hobie was pooped. He felt like shit and he looked like shit. (Sorry for the bluntness.) Hobie sighed as he dug into his pocket, skimming for his house keys as exhaustion and fatigue began to creep in him. He quickly opens the door, calling out that he’s home. He tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter before turning his attention to his loved one who came down the stairs swiftly. He immediately wrapped his arms around his partner’s figure, nuzzling into their neck.*
“God.. I missed you luv’..”
*he murmurs against their skin before pulling back and pressing his lips to their lips, kissing them quickly and gently. He was about to step before his nose caught the scent of the lip balm on his lips. He stuck his tongue out, tasting the balm on his lips. His heart flutters before kissing his partner again and again.. and again.. trying to make out the flavor he desperately loves.*
“Bloody hell…Is that Cherry lip balm, darlin’?”
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