#Johnny Lawrence x y/n

[theobsessiveloser18]

Y/n in Cobra Kai

Pov: Y/N is the intelligent adult non-Karateka of the dojo, she doesn't do any particular job there, but she has been personally invited by the sensei, and no one would dare question her decision especially because she is a pain in the ass adored by all

You goes once or twice a week to see the boys train, they all love teaching them the movements they learn.

“What does she look like to you, Mrs. Y/N?” asked one of the new guys, you reviewed the action in your mind, it took you a few seconds to respond, which surprised those present.

"It's pretty cool, but I think that if you raised your elbow a little more when hitting, it would take your opponent longer to recover and you could beat him faster." The children were excited at the possibility, some heard the commotion and were excited. They came to see what was happening, most of them abandoned the training to listen to your ideas.

“Wildly awesome, we'll wipe out those punk wastes in the first round.”

“Don't get so excited, it sounds so cool that it could be illegal” you warned them, you saw Johnny listening to the conversation and you took the opportunity to clear your doubts “Johnny, do you think it's an illegal move?”

“Let's see how much advantage it can give us and then we decide, the larruso lesbian has a pending account and must be collected” he responded indifferently and called the boy from the movement to test your theory, he ran towards the sensei excitedly, before he Both leave, you said.

“You are a very correct man, sir.” A nice smile formed on his face. He looked at you quite amused and responded serenely.

“I, always, especially knowing that it is one of the things you like most about me”

the children laughed and made a lot of noise, you gave the guy your best offended expression (in a very comical way without knowing it) and he returned to his but not before giving you a wink and his mischievous smile that you knew by heart, some of the boys were still with you waiting for you to recover from the scene, your offended expression left your face for a surprised smile that lasted only a few seconds.

“It seems that his sensei has no problem with his beloved cans of Coors Banquet disappearing from the dojo, and perhaps from his house” the children smiled and laughed cautiously at your comment “What do you say, should Mitch steal his precious addictive treasure?”

“Definitely Y/N.”

[johnnylawrencefix]

Maybe you meet (2019) Johnny at a bar where you were with your friend and she ended up leaving with some guy and Johnny notices and tries to flirt with you

Thank you for your req!

CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE COBRA KAI-ND

Pairing: Johnny Lawrence (2019) x fem!Reader

Word Count: approx 790

Warnings: flirting, alcohol consumption (mild), minor swear w ords

You were already uncomfortable before your friend had even asked you to hit up the bar with her that night. Somehow she’d managed to convince you to leave your den, and you were regretting every minute of it, especially as you stood next to her, fidgeting in one of your tight dresses that rarely saw the light of day. And worse yet, your feet were already aching from the stilettos she’d almost manhandled you to put on. 

“Oh, would you look at the time!” You said hopefully, nudging her arm and turning your phone screen towards her, which she ignored entirely because to your disappointment she was engrossed in chatting with a guy she’d had her eyes on since you had both arrived. It made you contemplate if you were just a cover for her to meet him here in the first place, playing the ever indiscriminate, uninformed wingman. You knew your friend had her tendencies, and even though it aggravated you to no end, you still valued her friendship. Sighing, you turned back towards your nearly empty drink, swiveling the stirrers. 

Ah yes, you thought, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot once again, she’ll be wanting to leave with him soon. And as if on cue, she finally turned to you and gave you the sweetest and most genuine hug, and it caught you off guard. “Bestie!!!! I’d really hate to leave you here, but Henry wants to go grab a drink back at his place. Did you want to come? You’re totally invited,” she said cheerfully. 

You held back from letting your eyes roll and gave her a simple, unsurprised smile, “You go have fun, don’t worry, I’ll be able to make it home. I’ll just finish up this drink.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, don’t worry,” you shrugged and waved her off, giving her a thumbs up as she feigned a pout as she walked out the door with her new companion. 

Sighing once more you looked back down at your drink. You didn’t hold it against her, you knew this was coming - maybe even a small part of you did want the excitement and was curious as to see what would happen next. There was no harm in her leaving you there either, the town was quiet enough, and you did do anything out of the ordinary to put yourself in danger’s path. 

You lifted the drink to your lips and took the last swig, ready to call it a night as a man you couldn’t identify over the rim of your glass took a place at the bar next to you.

“Hey Bartender, I’ll take a Coors Banquet and the pretty lady here will have another one of whatever that was,” he gestures to your now finished drink. You were taken aback and found yourself blushing not only at the offhand compliment but also at how handsome the stranger next to you was. 

“That won’t be necessary” you tried to interject, to no avail, and then turning to the man you said, “I was just about to leave actually.”

“Ah, where’s the fun in that, it’s not often I see as gorgeous a babe as you ‘round here,” he threw you a pretty smile and you found yourself relenting: unreasonably. 

“Well,” you paused, “thanks for the drink -”

“- Johnny Lawrence,” he offered happily. 

“-Johnny,” you repeated, testing. The bartender placed both your drinks down and you held back a smile. 

“Your friend always leaves you in lurch?” He gestured to the doorway with the base of the bottle as he raised it to take a drink.

“Oh? F/N? Yeah…” you trailed off, pondering it as if only now realizing how often it happened, “But that’s okay I like her!”

“Seems like a shitty friend. You should get a new one,” he admonished. 

“Really?” You laughed, “You have any suggestions?”

“Yeah. Me,” he was frank and you’d have taken him far more seriously than he’d meant it if not for the easily spotted boyish smile he was trying to hide. “Got a name?”

“Y/N,” you offered. You’d never quite met someone like this Johnny Lawrence before, your curiosity was more than piqued and every passing second this total stranger was drawing you in. 

“I should have known,” he sighed. You paused for a second, what did that mean? Was there something wrong?

“Pray, tell.”

He winked, “I should have known that your name would be as beautiful as you are.”

You guffawed, shocked at the highschool line - you couldn’t help but find it absolutely endearing. He chuckled, gorgeous blue eyes sparkling.

“How ‘bout we get to know each other better, Y/N? Wanna get out of here and grab a bite? I know a great pizza place.”

“I’d like that.”

[happy74827]

Real Life Fairytale

[Robby Keene x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: You tried so hard not to be that girl, but the more you were around him, the more you were convinced clichés could be a good thing.

WC: 712

Category: Fluff, First Kiss

Since Cobra Kai coming back later this month, here’s some fluff with the Marty Mcfly of karate.

『••✎••』

It was a typical cliché, and as much as you hated it, there was something that still pulled at you. Something that pulled you right into the arms of none other than Robby Keene.

Your relationship had been rocky at best; it had started out with him pickpocketing your purse and the two of you becoming friends because, at the time, you believed he was simply returning what you lost.

Of course, when your friendship officially became a friendship, he told you the truth and apologized. LaRusso had offered him a job, and everything he did suddenly became about changing his life and earning his place. He wanted to prove to his father that he was more than just some punk-ass kid from the wrong side of the tracks.

So, how did that bring you to where you are now? How did a guy like Robby Keene, dressed up in Marty McFly attire, become the center of your universe?

The Halloween Bash, of course.

Originally, the entire group of friends, the past feud between Robby and Miguel, had long been forgotten, so they decided to do one big group costume. Demetri thought it would be a good idea to go with the Power Rangers, which was fine, except for the fact that Eli was the only one who actually wanted to be a Ranger. Everyone else was either not impressed or completely clueless about who they were.

In the end, the group split off into their own individual costumes, and that's how you ended up with your favorite movie being used as the basis for your outfits.

It took a lot of convincing on your part. I mean, the dude looked practically identical to the real actor; he was the obvious choice. Throw a Walkman on him, and boom, the costume is perfect.

He blamed it on the hair, which it technically was. Ever since he ditched Dora's cut with Diego, he just became that geeky kid who freaked at the word 'chicken.'

And in all honesty, you truly believed he hated that word, too. Eli said it to bait him once, and he did not go down easily.

It only took you an hour to convince him, but after a while, he relented, and the costume was finalized.

So, obviously, when the two of you walked in with swag that only the 80s could pull off, you stayed for about an hour before Robby got bored and decided ice cream was the cure.

Now, the two of you were sitting on the steps of an apartment building, eating a gallon of ice cream and talking.

You swear, you didn't mean for it to happen, but the way he looked at you with those soft, blue eyes and the smile that could make a nun blush, you found yourself leaning closer.

"I had fun," he spoke quietly, his words dancing over your lips. "Even if I do look ridiculous."

You giggled. "Well, isn't that why we have Halloween? To look ridiculous?"

He shrugged and leaned closer, his eyes searching yours.

"You don't look ridiculous, though," you continued. "I think you look pretty good in a life preserver."

He grinned. "Yeah?"

It was something about the way he said that. The way you could hear the smile in his voice, but most of all, the way he looked at you when he said it. Like he was looking for permission to continue with what was already happening.

So, you answered by leaning in, connecting your lips with his, and giving him all the permission he needed.

His hands instantly flew to your hips, tugging you closer, and you found your own hands wrapping around his neck, deepening the kiss.

It was perfect, just like the movies. You regretted dressing up as Doc Brown, though. Not only was the radiation suit itchy, but you were acting like Jennifer Parker, and you didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Still, with the white hair off and his headphones finding their home around his neck, you figured maybe you'd force him to keep that part of the costume because, the way he was looking at you, you didn't want it to end.

You were sure it wouldn't, not any time soon.

[cheoridoll]

distraction —

pairing: robby keene x reader

warning: none, just something cute

words counted: 1.582

includes: just Robby like a puppy after his love

playlist for the fic: spotify. | forgive the bad english! it's not my first language.

A toss or a distraction, Robby felt useless at this point in the day, sitting on the couch at his half-brother's house, while staring at the turned off television, totally disconnected from his current reality, only remembering how he was used by a girl. And damn, he liked it. He couldn't deny that he was like a puppy, obeying all the orders of the tough rookie girl, the one who arrived suddenly, the distant female cousin of the Larusso family. Because Daniel loved her, she was like a daughter to him.

At first, he just wanted revenge, now he finds himself in love with his own karma.

"Hey bro, grab your backpack, let's go to school" — Miguel said, throwing the backpack against Keene's rigid body, waking up to life, as his father would say.

He forgot so much about the world outside his head, that he also ended up forgetting why he was awake so early. School.

"Shit! Miguel, did you do the french work?" — like a light bulb, it lit up his mind. He spent so much time focused on Larusso that he left aside his obligations, like an idiot in love, preferring to remain in the illusion of his own daydreams.

"Yes, I did." — he agreed, transforming his expression into a somewhat confused one, eyebrows drawn together and mouth half open.

"Put my name? Please!" — he asked with a huge pout on his lips, making Diaz understand and laugh loudly at the gesture.

"Okay, but stop making that weird face."

Robby was getting more and more electric as the hours passed, excited for class after lunch. Arts had become one of his recent passions. He loved painting feelings, the most recent being the common mix of love and fear, which he affectionately nicknamed "chocolate and pepper." Love creates artists, it created Robby, and disappointment makes them better. But deep down, I hoped it would continue as an unfinished creation.

Keene continued rambling in his head, and all paths ironically led him to her, to her beautiful hair, penetrating, oblique and hidden gaze. He hated love, he hated being attracted to someone who held him up like a spear, a fucking distraction.

"Where are you looking, Keene?" — Robby's head went straight to the empty food plate, making the blow have a greater impact, his face burned with pain, his throat wanted to scream, but he couldn't.

"Shit Kyler, get out of here you idiot." — Miguel accompanied him.

Kyler had been thinking about the guy with the clear eyes in recent days, vowing to give him a good beating one day, also stating that he would at least see where the blow came from. No sooner said than done. After the crash, he became dizzy, it wasn't like he had the strength to stand up there, his face was fucked up, he lost consciousness, he even lost sight of the fact that one of the shards of glass had flown onto his shoulder. Damn the day he decided to wear a shirt with a loose collar. I lifted the table, still tipping sideways and my vision was blurred, holding his belly, as if that would give him more balance. Kyler saw the biggest opportunity, turned his body and kicked the other person's heel, knocking Robby to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Miguel tried to advance towards the other, but was stopped by the idiots, cowardly held by three people. While struggling, Kyler threw the first kick.

"Oh, Kyler!" — a female voice tore through the place.

There were feelings in the speech, not so positive so to speak, perhaps hatred, anger with a hint of jealousy.

"Only I can mess with my blond." — ran towards the brunette, kicking him away from Keene, his kicks were high, Kyler didn't really know how to attack at that moment, nor did he know if he should, opting to take small steps backwards while using defense.

"Are you such a coward that you can't just slap me?"

He attacked her with hatred, threw her body to the ground and stood on top of her torso, while holding the thin collar of the girl's blouse, ready to throw the first punch. She smiled, not an ordinary smile, a devilish smile, and the surprise came with her tears, a desolate and fearful look.

"What's going on in that cafeteria?" — shouted the director, who with heavy steps walked towards Kyler, taking him off the girl.

Behind him was Daniel, who was helping prepare the dance that night.

"Uncle, I tried to defend my friend, but when I saw..." — he burst into tears, being lifted from the ground by his uncle, who hugged him carefully.

"Fine my love." - Larusso left the girl leaning against one of the tables, heading towards the body of the former apprentice. With compassion the silence against his body, the support between his arms in the most comfortable way he could.

"Are you okay, Robby?" Nothing was said, he was still dizzy from all the blows and the coffee didn't help his anxiety at that moment.

"Uncle, I'm going to take him to the infirmary, okay?"

"Okay, princess, I'm going to go to the principal's office and sort out this mess." — The older man left, while Larusso placed Robby's arm over his shoulders, in order to avoid another contact between the other person's body and the ground.

"Robby, look at me, tell me it's okay." — He requested. "I..." - he paused, completely rethinking that moment.

"Take me to the infirmary straight away."

Without saying anything else, she took him there, the silence killed them, I missed their diverse conversations. In the end, Robby felt a little hurt, beyond the physical.

"Tell me sweetie, why are you like this?" — asked the one with locks, bringing her fingers to the other's injured face. "I know you're strong and you'd take him down whenever you wanted."

"You. I'm like this because of you." — he took his arm away and threw himself on the sofa in the infirmary.

Karla, the nurse, was at least scared by how deformed Keene was, after all, he was at a school where practically every day there were around three students injured after a hidden fight. I'll get the ice. - was the only thing he said before leaving.

"What did I do, Robby"

"Everything, just answer me one thing before I tell you to leave this room and leave me alone." — He shouted. He was more upset than actually angry, in order to just take her away from his mind and heart for a few minutes.

"Am I what to you? Cheap fun, love." — he laughed to himself. "forget the last part, I must be some idiot that you only catch when you feel like it."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" — he raised his right eyebrow.

"I love you so much, and look, if I didn't show you signs of that, it's because I'm insecure. Robby, you have anyone at your feet, your exes are incredibly perfect, they fight well, they are beautiful... " —she sat next to him.

"I'm afraid of not being good enough like they were."

"I should slap you for thinking like that." — he joked.

Not that he had the courage to lift a finger at her, he loved her in a ridiculous way, which sometimes found it strange.

"I love you, I love you in a way that I've never loved anyone else and you can bet that you're the only one I want to have in my life, or better yet, build one."

"I called him, I'm not good enough to fight someone experienced yet." — she laughed, throwing his body against hers, to create a hug.

"You're over the top, Keene." — she leaned his torso, kissing the wound on the older man's face close to the wound.

"No, I'm just ridiculously in love with the new girl. In fact, how did you know the director was coming?"

"Needy. For you." - they laughed.

"Look, you kicked very well, I was quite jealous of what the highs were."

"I don't even know how I did that, I just wanted to protect you at any cost."

"Damn girl. I love you so much that I could go to hell just for you."

he didn't want hell, he wanted heaven, the roof of her mouth, to calm her busy and stressful days. The calm kiss, full of desire and passion no longer repressed, was everything they wanted and what they finally got.

[worldsaparted]

Prom - Daniel Larusso

***

SOMETHING ABOUT PROM tonight had Y/N extremely nervous, as her mother fixed up her hair from the back, puffing up her baby blue dress. She wore a strapless a-line dress, stopping at her mid thigh, containing ruffles of pretty lace. She wore white heels the exact shade as Daniel’s flower on his suit, and light makeup.

She gulped as she heard the sound of his car pull up, for some reason, her family was everywhere in this house, awaiting to meet this young boy she spoke of so often.

Y/N’s dad answered, to no surprise, he spoke to Daniel for a quick moment until Y/N’s mom pulled the boy from the situation, engulfing him in a hug. He held flowers in his hand, and he was nervous at the sight of so many new people but once his eyes met Y/N’s, they traveled down to study the rest of her.

And man, did she look pretty. His heart ached in the best way possible, the words he spoke faded away and suddenly he was quiet, nearing his girlfriend. “Hey.” He spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

“Hi.” A shy response as she fixed her hair subconsciously.

“Oh, Daniel these are the Grandparents, the ones you haven’t met yet!” Her mom held his hand, pulling him to the kitchen and after some time of him introducing himself to everyone, they took pictures.

Finally, after all of that - they walked out to Daniel’s car, he opened the door for his girlfriend, placing the flowers in his hand, and made his way to the driver’s seat. They hadn’t spoken much, so when they drove away, they shot glances at eachother. More so Daniel just staring at his girlfriend.

“Focus on the road!” She urged, and he took a few more glances before doing so, smiling a dorky smile.

“You look beautiful.” He spoke, a blunt end to his sentence, his hand made its way to hold hers, and they rested their interlocked hands on her thigh.

Entering the prom as the sun began to set was the perfect time, Daniel’s hand firmly held Y/N’s, she stood close and entering the gym, everyone greeted Daniel quickly, all still worked up over his All Valley win. The vicinity was absolutely packed, and at the sight of many people taking notice to the fact that these two had walked in, Y/N uncomfortably shifted towards Daniel. He noticed, his hands protectively on her waist as he stood, now guiding her to walk forward.

They took a seat at a table with many of their mutual friends, such as Ali, and her gals with their boyfriends - who now had the upmost respect for Daniel.

The night wasn’t as magical as ever, not until later on. They drank punch and such, conversed with others, but it wasn’t until the slow songs began. Abruptly, If You Leave, came on. Instinctively, the two looked at one another, and Daniel smiled slowly. “C’mon.”

He led her to the middle of the dance floor, and there, he led her hands around his neck, placing his on her back afterwards. Staring down at her, his cheeks burned and he watched as she nervously inspected everyone around, until her eyes met his - then, she was fine.

“You look..so beautiful.” He smiled, he rubbed her back, and she leaned into him.

“Thanks, Daniel.” A playful smile on her face.

“I mean it, you’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” He exclaimed, watching as she backed from his chest to make eye contact again, he had a toothy smile, tilting his head as he stared down at her. A skeptical look was across her face, and he sighed, pressing his lips against hers to seal it all. Her hands played with the ends of his hair at the back of his neck, and he smiled at that, pulling away slowly and kissing the corner of her mouth once more before standing up straight again.

It was a few moments of silence, enjoying the dancing and leaning into one another’s frame. As the song ended, they remained staring at one another until Daniel gulped, looking down at his girl. “You wanna get out of here?” He asked softly, his mouth up against her ear, and once she nodded - he pulled her to the exit.

Daniel slipped his blazer off, handing it to his girlfriend and she smiled, sliding it on and then giggling as she grabbed onto his hand. They ran in a hurry to his car, and once they got in, Daniel drove them to the closest burger spot. They went in, and Daniel glanced around the empty place, smiling. “Order anything on the menu, I got it.” He spoke, a sly smile on his face as he held the door open for her as she walked in.

“Jeez.” Y/N playfully held her hand against her heart, watching Daniel wink.

“Fancy, I know.” He tapped his chest, and they walked to the register. He was joking, but honestly he had been saving up his money from his side jobs for this very moment.

The two ordered their own combos, sharing a large drink and they sat at a tiny table against the window, staring at one another as they listened to the music playing inside.

Daniel leaned forward, wiping the ketchup on the side of Y/N’s cheek, and she smiled, drinking from the soda, holding her burger in the other. Daniel leaned forward, and she got the hint, holding the drink up as he sipped from it.

Once he was done, she set it back down, and he placed a kiss on her forehead over the table, they shared their food even though they had their own, and after they finished, Daniel took them to his apartment.

It was quiet inside, empty, Mrs. Larusso must’ve taken her night shift. Daniel closed the door behind them, locking it and throwing his keys onto the counter as Y/N gripped his hand. It was dim, and he continued to hold her hand as he led her to his bedroom. In there, he turned his bedside lamp on. Daniel glanced over to her, it was a short moment of the two staring at one another and he gulped, watching as she walked over. He stood up, now looking down at her as she stood in front of him, and his heartbeat was audible.

“Hi.” He spoke, laughing nervously, and Y/N did the same before his smile faded, and he leaned down, connecting their lips softly, and gently. His hands roamed, and he then let them sit around her, and on her lower back.

They continued pulling away, to connect their lips in the same gentle manner, and this continued until he pulled away, staring down at her with a smile.

He slid his blazer off of her, and sat back on the bed, pulling her into his lap. She sat sideways, her hands in his hair, and he smiled against her lips once again, his hands now cupping her face. “I love you.” He uttered amongst the kisses and Y/N nervously held onto his hands that were against his face.

“I love you.” She did the same, and with this, he pulled her closer, he wanted her closer. He laid back, and he then pulled her on top of him, starting it all.

Later that night, around 3 AM, he found himself washing his girlfriend’s makeup off in the shower, playfully kissing all over her face as he held her neck. She laughed into the kisses, her hands in his soaking wet hair.

“Finish!” She urged, and he pulled away, nodding.

“Sorry, sorry. How irresponsible of me.” He continued helping her wash her makeup off, along with the hairspray in her hair, and she did the same with him.

When they finished, he wrapped her towel around her, now taking his. Daniel led her to his room again, she tiptoed across the hallway and in there - they changed into a fresh set of pajamas. Y/N slipped on boxers of Daniel’s, some of his pajama shorts, and a large shirt from New Jersey.

Daniel wore his plaid pajama pants, and a red t shirt. He quickly ruffled his hair with the towel, and then did the same to Y/N before they set their towels aside. Daniel sat on his bedside, smiling in awe of his girlfriend as he tugged her closer, allowing her to straddle him as he kissed her neck lovingly.

“I love you more than anything, you know that?” He asked, his voice was soft, and up against her skin, he tickled her. She laughed a little, watching as he looked up at her now.

“Maybe.” She shrugged playfully, and Daniel raised a brow.

“Maybe. Oh is that so?” He challenged.

A laugh escaped Y/N’s lips and Daniel smiled, playfully pulling her onto the bed, laying her down and kissing her face all over again. “Maybe?” He repeated, and she covered her face to make him stop.

She was still laughing, and as she sat up, she softly smiled at him as he ran his hands through her damp hair. “I love you too. More than anything.”

The feeling of her voice, and her reciprocal caused him to blush. He smiled at her, his eyes lovingly staring at her. “You tired?” He asked, his voice gentle, as gentle as he always was.

She nodded, humming in response and he dimmed the light on his bedside, now throwing the covers over them. As they laid back, he pulled his girlfriend against him, placing a goodnight kiss on the side of her neck.

Who would ask for anything else?

[wierdblavk-girl]

♬♪♫𝓦𝓗𝓞 𝓘 𝓦𝓡𝓘𝓣𝓔 𝓕𝓞𝓡♫ ♪♬

Adrian Chase- peacemaker

Nathan young- misfits

Any of the Gallagher siblings except for Liam, Debbie platonic only for Ian- shameless

Bob Floyd- top gun maverick

Georgie cooper- young Sheldon

Daniel larusso- karate kid

Johnny Lawrence - karate kid

The greasers-the outsiders (anyone under 18 will only be fluff or platonic)

The pogues- obx (platonically or fluff)

Hughie Campbell- the boys

Fezco- euphoria



This list can always be added to

[sylvanian-cat]

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐧 | 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

masterlist!

Disclaimer - This part is still apart of the second chapter, I just wasn’t able to copy and paste the whole thing in one post so I had to break it into two parts. Please read Chapter 2 in order to understand this section. This is not a third chapter. The full version can be found on my Wattpad - sylvanian_cat.

PAIRING - Daniel Larusso x Reader

TAGS: Friend to lovers, kissing, violence but only hitting and punching, karate kid, angst, fluff, characters fall in love, heartbreak, characters break up, happy ending, slow burn

SUMMARY: Waking up in Daniel’s arms is quite alarming, even on your first day of meeting each other. But the only thing even more alarming than that scenario are the bruises and cuts that litter his face.

When you woke up, the first thing that you could feel was the tapping of a finger against your plush thigh.

The action was small and once your eyes fluttered open, the first thing that came into your vision was Daniel's smooth and soft face smiling at you with a sleepy but happy smile, a smile that scrunched his nose and turned his eyes into the shape of little crescent moons.

Your body sluggishly started to get up and your hands reached to rub the sleep out of your eyes.

"Daniel...where are we." your words were lazily slowly streaming out of your mouth. To be honest, you didn't truly care where you were, you knew that with Daniel you most likely would have been safe. But the only thing you could truly focus on right now was the ache of your legs and the punctuating strain that was very much prominent in your neck.

You twisted your neck side to side hoping it would relieve the tension. Both of your hands were still resting on Daniel's back and as your mind started to clear, you looked around and realized you two were both back at the entrance of the apartment complex.

You turned back to meet Daniel in the eye and he was still giving you that terribly cute sleepy smile.

Did you fall asleep on your way here? You must've had to there was no other possible explanation.

Oh gosh...you hope you didnt drool on Daniel and now he thinks you're a weird freak who enjoys canoodling inappropriately on peoples backs!

"Daniel, I um, I'm so sorry that I slept on the way here. I totally forgot that you still needed directions to the apartment and it was inappropriate me to lay myself on your back like that. I uh, I know your personal space must have been disrupted and-"

His comforting words cut off your ramble with his own and he now turned so that his stomach was now facing you. His hands were now cupping your elbows, just as the first time you two had met,  and his eyes held a tired but sympathetic warmth in them. His charming grin was now replaced with a small lipped smile.

"Hey hey hey, don't sweat it, it's alright. And- I let you sleep on me on purpose because on the bike ride coming back, I knew how tired you were and I didn't want to wake you. Besides, I'm a big boy. Sooner or later I'm gonna have to figure my way around this city anyways"

he playfully rolled his eyes and he held that charming grin again. The words that were coming out of his mouth were like a soft warm blanket on a cold night, a warm soup on a rainy day. Of course he would understand, why did you expect any less from him?

You must've dazed off from paying so close attention to every little detail of his gaze that you once you started to come too, his hands were now pulling you up from the bike by your wrists and you two were now heading upstairs to apartment 15-your apartment.

Once you two arrived at your door, you noticed that he was still holding your wrist with his warm hand, he turned to face you and suddenly, you remembered all about needing to patch him up.

"Oh...Daniel come inside. I still want to treat that erm, black eye of yours..."

He let go of your wrist and you put your focus onto quickly unlocking your door as fast as you could. You still were unaware about how Daniel felt about coming inside your home and you didn't want to scare him away so quickly right now, not when he was so close to entering your apartment.

"Y/n it's kinda late don't you think... I don't um, I don't wamna bother you. I saw how tired you were just a few minutes ago and I think it's best if you get to bed..."

Oh no, he wanted to leave and you knew it. But you didn't really care what he wanted right now because right now, it was best if you just took him inside and got him fixed up.

You made a small exasperated noise. "No no Daniel it's fine, really. Let me just put some treatment on those cuts of yours and you'll be out of here in no time. I promise!"

He made a small sigh and gave you a small pat on your back, as to not want to worry you any further.

Once you unlocked your door, you quickly, but very quietly, led him inside.

As you tried to silently close your door in an attempt to not wake your parents, Daniel stood there waiting for you; looking around and observing your house with his eyes.

You took his wrist and you placed your pointer finger on your mouth, giving him a signal to be quiet. He nodded his head in agreement and you both started making your way around the apartment to your room.

You didn't realize how intimate it was being in your room , your room where you expressed your thoughts, your room where you cried and laughed and slept. You started to feel a little self conscious. What if he thought you two were moving too fast? Maybe he thinks this is insane and wants to bolt right out of here?

Trying desperately to ignore your overbearing worrisome thoughts, you made a silent command to Daniel to sit on your bed.

Of course, he sat there. And the sight was quite funny. He looked like a bull in a China shop, a zebra in a tropical island.

Comfortably there but comfortably out of place.

His shoulders were uncomfortably tight and as if he was trying to avoid eye contact, he kept glancing around, looking over and observing your room.

You sneakily made your way to your bathroom and quickly gathered all your supplies you needed; band aids, ointments, and creams you would all apply on Daniel's poor bruised and scratched up face.

"Are you real sure you need all that? Please y/n,  I really don't wanna bother you" Daniel's tone was a bit sluggish, he must've been as tired as you were right now.

"Please Daniel let me do this. You're already here so there's no point in leaving now."

You didn't want to come off as too commanding but right now, you were too tired to argue with him so honestly, it didn't really matter what your voice sounded like.

He sat there silently as you stared to apply an ointment on his cuts. Occasionally, he would wince in pain of pinch his thigh when he felt as of the pain was too overbearing.

Finally, it came to the big part. The huge purple black eye covering most of his right eye.

"Daniel, I'm going to put some cream on it then cover it with a bandage. This is gonna hurt so please, try your best to not move around too much." You pleaded with an almost worried tone.

He gave an almost exasperated mumble under his breath. "Yes Ms Doctor.Y/n" he almost cutely putted out of his lips then turned his focus to an aimless area in your room.

As you started applying the cream and ointment, he would huss and whine in pain. Sometimes, he would even swiftly grab your wrist when the pain felt too much.

His eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was in a tight, lipped line. "Where did you um-argh-where did you learn to do this-ow."

You tried to hold off your laughter from the silly noises he was making. "I learned it from my family friend, Mr. Miyagi. He lives in the apartment complex here but one day I came up the stairs, leaping with a scratched up knee and he saw me and put this foamy liquid on it. I asked him how he managed to do it and he showed me all of his medical miracles." You mumbled the last part of your words, you didn't want to seem like a mumbler. And you felt as if you didn't need to tell him a lot about Mr.Miyagi anyways because he was probably going to one way or another meet him.

As you finished applying the ointment, you started covering the huge bruise with a large cotton bandage.

"His medical miracles huh? I guess maybe next time Johnny and his entourage come back and kick my ass again, I should just come back running to you." His right eye was squinting from the large bandage you were still applying and he was holding that cheeky grin again.

You made an almost playfully annoyed face. "Well maybe there won't be a next time if you stop interfering with Johnny and his said "entourage". Your face was showing signs of teasing but your words held hints of malice in them.

It was true, Daniel wouldn't be here, sitting on your bed, being aided by you in the middle of the night. And you wouldn't be here, standing in front of Daniel playing doctor if he just avoided Johnny and Ali's situation. He shouldn't have been trying to play Ali's knight and shining armor, her savior while Johnny was around.

But you guessed it truly didn't matter. It was stupid of him to jump in like that but it showed his immense courage and his need to help others. That was the only part of him you enjoyed during that whole fiasco.

He bubbled out a sigh and as you finally finished the last piece of bandage, he slowly got up, almost as if he was an old man, and stabilized himself by propping himself up with his hands behind his back.

He gave you a warm smile and his eyes were back to looking tired again. "Thank you y/n. I know I already told you this but I'm glad you're my friend. I know it's cliche but... it's fine." His grin was now slightly lopsided, but yours must've been too. You were both feeling the effects of lack of sleep.

"It's alright Daniel. Anytime, I promise if you get hurt like this again you can come see me. But let's hope there's not a next time where we have to be in this same position again."

You held out your pinky finger and for a split second, he looked slightly puzzled until he gave you a cheeky smile and tightly interlocked his pinky with yours.

You led him out the door and watched for a couple of seconds as he continued to limp toward his doorstep and entered his apartment. You wanted to make sure he got there safely..

As quickly as you possibly could, you got ready for bed and almost leaped onto your mattress if it wasn't for your parents sleeping in the next room.

Even though you took that peaceful nap on Daniel's back, you knew a 15 minute rest break could not compare to the peace of a full 8hr sleep.

Before your body could even dwell into a state of peace and serenity, a sudden thought that the next following day would officially be the day when Summer break ended and school started.

You weren't quite sure if you felt pleased about the new school year. Angry, heartbroken, or anxious. Maybe all of the above was what you were feeling right now. But the only thing you knew for sure was that there was this small feeling inside your chest silently hoping that Daniel Larusso would be able to accompany you in this long, long school year.

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[iloveslllycatss]

## "𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘"

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 ! 𝘍𝘖𝘙 𝘔𝘓 𝘏𝘈𝘉𝘐𝘉𝘛𝘐 𝘕𝘈𝘋𝘖𝘖𝘕 @sttarzxx 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬, the paraghraph text and response to it was copy and pasted from me and the dude this happened to me withs chat......... 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 2 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘋𝘠𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘐𝘕𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌 (𝘫𝘬)

"im gonna do it. im gonna text him."

you were on vc with your best friend. for context, you had a crush. a MASSIVE crush on a boy named robby. you had liked him for 2 years now, the only bad thing? you guys were barely friends. you guys had a class together, and he would always talk to you (hed call u weird when u declared you were spiderman.).. all until you left school for second semester. you hadnt seen robby in about 6 months, but you still liked him (attachment issues go hard). u guys used to text, too. itd mostly be u texting with double chats and him replying in a dry way... but u still liked him AHAHA, so 2 days ago.. you asked your friend for his number...

"hey"

you texted, and he replied right away

"hi"

after that, you guys had texted for 5 minutes, asking things like "hru" or "wyd" until he finally said

"who even are u?"

your eyes widened seeing this, and you were a pussy, so you said

"im f/n (fake name)"

you guys, for another day kept texting back and fourth.. the only thing is, you acted like u didnt have a clue who he was, what he liked, and what he did.

"i do karate, i think its cool to have balance in your life and karate gave me that."

..... you already knew that, but you couldnt help but act like u didnt.

it was like u two havent met eachother. but little did u know, he was observant as fuck.

"you know u remind me of someone, u text the same as her. her name is y/n"

he said, and ur eyes widened. u couldnt believe that he had memorized your texting style. but you were a pussy, so u denied it.

a couple days go by and u guys still text, you overthink everything he says and you were starting to think your friends were getting tired of you ranting ab it to them all the time. there was this one time where u two had been talking, and the convo? it wasnt good. at all.

"k"

he said, and you furrowed ur eyebrows...

"WYM K?? THATS LIKE THE DRIEST MESSAGE EVER"

....

"yeah ik"

...... what? you couldnt believe it. was he bored of u already? were u being too annoying? were u just a bother?

your heart sunk, and u felt ur knees go weak. not weak in a "i just folded" typa way, but in a "im gonna kms" typa way.

your thoughts kept flooding with things like "i just annoyed him" or "he doesnt want to talk to me anymore." and you wanted to cry.

you start to rant ab it to your friends, balling ur eyes out as u do, you were in ur head about it, letting it get to you. your hands trembled as u typed about it to your friends. you had always been insecure about your personality, not wanting ppl to see u as too much or crazy. so u finally replied to him.

"ok"

its been 15 since youve been on delivered (or read, he didnt have read recipts on)

u desperately wanted to talk to him so u sent anotyher message

"hihii"

when he replied, you got so happy u forgot about the fact that you were crying about him the night before. but the thing is, he would leave u on read the whole day, and it stressed u out.

everyone had been telling u to just tell him who u were, and to stop being a pussy. hell, even snap ai wasnt on your side. so u write a paragraph, wanting to send it to him

"hi robby, so ive been feeling kinda bad recently for this and i hope u forgive me and that this doesnt ruin our 'friendship' kinda thing going on, basically i lied ab like a couple things and i feel bad IFDJNEJN so uh im y/n (u guessed right kinda craz) and IK I LIED AB NOT KNOWING B/F/N BUT I FELT LIKE ITD BECOME AWKS and stuff, f/n is my online name since ion give my real name out (and its a nickname my freinds call me), im sorry for acting like i didnt know who u were i was just being a pussy difjejfn but the truth is i asked b/f/n to send me a bunch of (school name) numbers and u was like the only person (other than 2 girls) who texted me back and I DIDNT KNWO IT WASS U AT FIRST but when u told me who u were i didnt know how to keep the 'friendship' going (r we friends??? idek atp) nd ik this is gonna make everything awkward and stuff but uh yeah im really really sorry for lying 2 u and i hope we can still b friends lol (ts up 2 u//im coming back next year too so idk if that helps EKJFNEIJNF)"

SENT !

... you were stressing atp, would he block u? would he be dry? would he ghost u? say "oh ok"? call u weird and tell everyone?

you didnt know how to feel, you wanted to cry. you were in ur head about this whole situation and u couldnt help but overthink. so u turn to your best friends, wanting-- no, needing reassurance. they continue to tell u its okay and that he wont break your heart. but you cant help it, that feeling. that feeling of your heart sinking, the feeling of the lump that forms in your throat, the feeling where you just want to feel better. but you cant. you were paranoid. you were tearing up. but you forced yourself not to cry, u didnt wnat to be a crybaby, but u couldnt help it. the tears had already formed and started to fall, your vision fogging up and your eyelashes wet. you couldnt believe u thought ur lifew could be like a wattpad love story. you were cracking your knuckles and picking at the skin around your cuticles, something u did when u were stressed. you then went to bed, hoping everything would be okay.

the next morning u wake up. the first thing u do is check every other social media and dm before his, you had a feeling he was gonna make u cry (again).

when u finally open the text, your whole expression lights up.

"I mean I suspected it and I am personally fine with the lie you told and yea I can forgive u but as you know I am a dry texter"

you were so happy. u couldnt believe it. you quickly change his contact name back from "oh" to "ROBBYYY! <33" and you smiled so big your jaw started to hurt

maybe there was a chance.

@/ilovesillycats

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[kiittyfrey]

fluff; 🦢

smut; 🎶

angst; 🩰

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐩𝐨𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Johnny cakes(the outsiders)🦢🎶

Darry’s darling(the outsiders)🦢🎶

Ace of spades(stand by me)🦢🎶

Coco butter kisses(the outsiders)🦢

(All other works are currently in progress.)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝

His red rose garden(Daryl Dixon)🩰🎶

(All other works currently in progress.)

𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬/𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞

𝐈𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕

(All works are currently in progress.)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞

(All works are currently in progress.)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝

(All works are currently in progress.)

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞

Ace of spades(ace merrill)🦢🎶

(All other works are currently in progress.)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

Johnny cakes(Johnny cade)🦢🎶

Darry’s darling(darry curtis)🦢🎶

Coco butter kiss(ponyboy curtis)🦢

(All works are currently in progress.)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

(All works are currently in progress.)

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

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[aoifelawrance]

could you do a story where johnny Lawrence and the rest of the cobra kai teens are at the beach and their playing spin the bottle/ seven minutes in heaven and its johnnys turn and it lands on the reader??

As you arrive at the beach you spot Johnny Lawrence,you and Johnny had recently had a argument even since you broke up (Johnny just doesn’t believe that you broke up with him) “oh hey y/n” Johnny says with a smug look on his face “what do you want” she says with quite an angry look on her face “oh come on y/n what’s wrong” he smiles with a cheeky grin as he leans in for a kiss “Urm Johnny did you forget we are not dating and we never will ever again” he pulls back and frowns “I thought you were joking about th-“ “guys were playing spin the bottle” Tommy says while looking at johnny with a smirk

Everybody sits down y/n sits down next to her best friend “who’s going first” Sarah said while slowly looking at y/n “I’m not going first” the group looks around “okay fine Johnny’s going first” she groans “yk what since your all fucking pussys I’ll do it to show that I’m bad-ass” they all laugh at the sentence that just came out of Johnny’s mouth . He slowly puts his hand in the middle tension circles around the group johnny puts a grip on the bottle and turns his hand the bottle quickly goes round in circles “ooo who’s it going to be” I girl from the group said then it slows down it goes past some girl and a boy and it landed on y/n,y/n has a worried/disappointed look on her face “no I am not kissing him” she stands up and storms of before she can get far Johnny quickly ran up to her and grabbed her by the waist and turns her head “Johnny” they both stand there looking deep into each others eyes then y/n shoves her lips into his and they both stand there sucking each others faces and everyone else cheers them on y/n slowly diss attached they lips she looks up at Johnny have pulls a cute smile

Im sorry if this isn’t the best it is my first story I promise my other ones will be better x

-aoifelawrance

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Johnny Lawrence’s daughter

Johnny Lawrence x daughter!reader

warnings: alcohol, underage drinking, classic johnny sexism <3

a/n: WHAT! ME write a fic thats not gn, i know. im shocked too but its just bc i feel johnny is so gender-stereotypey that doing this gn wouldn’t work very well but very open to a son!r or nb!r if anyone is interested (bc seriously. johnny cannot help but bring up genders). also i just want to say that a lot of this (not all!) honestly reminds me of or are actual things that have happened w my dad bc johnny is literally my dad if my dad was like 8 years older i think also i wrote this all in one sitting ALSO NO COBRA KAI SEASON 6 SPOILERS

prompt:

GIRL DAD!

you always kinda just gravitated toward living with your dad

“y/n, i’m so proud of you. i never have to worry about you. you can take care of yourself. robby on the other hand, i worry about him. i think girls are just more self sufficient” -johnny, a little drunk

“thanks dad” -you, also a little drunk (hes a “cool dad”)

he was the type of parent that “prefers that if you’re gonna do something stupid at least do it while he’s around” aka underage drinking

whenever he stays out late you fall asleep in his bed. and lock him out

“y/n! open the door!” -johnny, banging on the door

“no! your bed is more comfortable” -you

he thought it was sweet honestly but he did want to sleep in his bed

sort of like a lesson not to come home late all drunk and gross

he was VERY against letting you drive his car

“dad, i need my license!” -you

“no woman is getting behind the wheel of my firebird” -johnny

“why do you have to make it about women? i’ll fight you” -you

“you’ll lose that fight” -johnny

“oh, so you’d fight a teenage girl? wow, real classy, dad” -you

“no, but i’d fight my teenage daughter. i brought you into this world and i’ll take you out” -johnny

you honestly had a great sense of humor with johnny, but you’d check him if he said anything too messed up

“dad, it’s not the 80’s anymore, you can’t say that” -you

“dont tell me what i can and cant say! the 80’s were awesome, i wish it was the 80’s again” -johnny

“so i’ve heard” -you

he helped you with your homework as a kid until like, 2nd grade when multiplication and division got involved

he did teach you karate growing up! but mostly the basics, for self defense purposes

“hey, never let any guy try to impress you with his karate skills. he’s probably a douche” -johnny, pausing “i sure was”

late night movie marathons (70s/80s classics for sure)

he took care of you during your first hangover (high school parties, ya know)

“didn’t i teach you better than to mix liquors” -johnny

“ugghhhh” -you

yes, you have heard about daniel larusso. enough said LMAO

robby and you had a kind of sweet but distant relationship

occasional check-in texts

robby: are you doing okay with dad? he’s actually buying food and shit?

you: yeah! he’s fine right now, how’s mom? new stepdad yet? is he rich?

robby: mom’s not going anywhere she’d find a rich guy, but keep dreaming

you wear a lot of your dad’s old t-shirts. usually band tee’s

oh and he made sure you got into the “right music”

he used to drive you around in the firebird when you were a SMALL CHILD (front seat, no car seat!) and blast his old cassettes

for YEARS he’d pull the “who is this” “what song is this” game with the reasoning:

“if you wear a band shirt and some asshole asks you to name three songs, i want you to name ten” -johnny

listen. you were still “daddy’s girl” or whatever used to be a cute little saying and is now ruined but whatever

“dad, can i have twenty bucks?” -you

“for what” -johnny

“for fun. pleaseeee” -you

*johnny pulls out his wallet and gives you $40*

could he afford it? no. can he say no? also no.

the absolute fear he felt when you got your first period

“it’s fine, i can call mom” -you

“no, it’s not fine! i’ve had girlfriends before, i got this. stay here, i’ll be back” -johnny

he went to the store and bought the most random assortment of period products and pain meds and snacks and a heating pad

A for effort

when the diaz family moved in across from you guys, miguel took one look at you and johnny said:

“stay away from my daughter”

when the karate fuss got started you tried to keep your distance but sooner or later you joined the dojo and proved to your dad just how “badass” you could be

“take notes everyone, y/n’s gonna be the next all valley champ!” -johnny

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[theobsessiveloser18]

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Y/n's Headcanons...

•You don't know if the slightest possibility of being pregnant crossed your mind, all your life you had been a little irregular for more than 20 years of life.

•You wouldn't have thought about getting tested until you Uninhibited friend found out about your long delay and practically threw you at the pharmacy counter

•You had the solution but you had not implemented it,First, you were too busy to bother remembering, second, you were too good at procrastinating to bother doing it, and third, but not most important, you were always Accompanied by your family, friends, neighbors and mostly your boyfriend (the possible person responsible for your 2-month delay).Because of so much neglect, the test ended up being lost, and there was no case, you had no idea where it could be, so you took the easy path of life, you bought another one (If someone came across Clumsily with the thing, you hoped it wouldn't be traumatized)You came back with some things from the market and of course the reason why you left but oh!! Surprise,surprise you hubby, He was collapsed on the couch with his faithful and according to your suspicions True love: banquet coors

“Hey”

“Why so surprised to see me hot baby?It's not like i just a repressed sexual pervert who spends his time spying on engaged women and found your window open.”You laughed internally.

“I just didn't expect that breakfast Where larusso with Amanda cutting through his 'true repressed sexual tension' would last so short. It didn't end in a fight, did it?”

“Not only did they forget that they had a commitment at some of their crappy clubs, Rich shit” You smiled at the irony

“Sure act like you've never been one of them”

“Hey! I went to those shit out of obligation... And I already told you that it's not fun to relate to Daniela that way.”

“I'm sorry, I'm just saying what all of us who don't have vision problems notice” he throwing a empty fast food package at you outside the Pellet “Fine, fine, I'm really sorry, I forgot that my Texan cowboy grandpa doesn't like that kind of jokes,Inappropriate especially in the sight of God”It was his turn to laugh “...but I thank you for not throwing me away this time A bowl”

“It was plastic...and now that I remember, I had been drunk for 3 days!!!” He said quite seriously, which surprised you, but you had already started playing and you never knew exactly when it was time to stop.

“It's not an excuse, I try to convince my family that I'm not in a toxic relationship, but these little parts don't help”

“ Man, you know I could never hurt you and still be alive” He sounded quite distressed, and you felt really bad about your inability to think before speaking, wondering if you had touched on some painful point in his past, you quickly apologized, hugging him,Assuring that it was just one of your bad jokes, he seemed to relax “we're fine?”

“You know the answer significant other”

You kiss him, and they smiled before you entered the ultimate mission without your man having any idea.

“Do you disappear so quickly? A nervous smile appeared on your face, you tried to act calm but you were really not good at this.

“You know, there is a lot to do”

“Shap I help you?”

“No!" You responded too quickly and aggressively, managing to scare him. “No, you would miss the game.”

He simply nodded, took a sip of his beer and returned. As you leaned back on the couch, you sighed in relief, hoping that he wouldn't listen to you, and being grateful that he would respect your decisions, especially when he knew that you weren't being entirely sincere or trustworthy.You would say it was trust, but maybe he was just afraid of being too annoying and losing you, he still had his insecurities, and you just hoped that your intentions to show how much you loved him would work.

After a few seconds you went up to the bathroom with your heart about to stop, wondering if they would still fine after you got answers.

Half an hour had already passed, and Johnny was watching the end of the game, when your curses, too loud, made him jump out of his chair.“what fucking demons, y/n you're okay?”At your silence, he ran towards the hallway, but before he could go up the stairs, you got off them, looking like you were going to kill someone.

You head to the refrigerator ignoring his presence“Do you have a knife hidden in the refrigerator to kill me?” If a murder was what he wanted to see, surely your look would have been enough for him.

“I'm sorry, Miss Sensitivity, I was just making one of your bad-inappropriate jokes, and as usually happens to you, they don't work...so you want to talk?” You threw the test at him while taking out a large bottle of orange juice.

“what the hell is that”

“don't touch it so much,it has a little pee”He looked at you a little strange but he kept looking at it trying to understand how it was supposed to work, he even shook it.”

“How will you explain to a very young child How people are born ?”You asked, lunging at an abandoned package of cookies you found in your fridge.

“Well, would I would tell them that...wait a damn second, is there a damn relationship between this and that?” I asked alarmed, pointing at you.

“Of course there are bees and flowers.” You responded with a naturalness unrelated to the situation.

“what the heck is wrong with you dude?”

“Okay, 2 months ago my body is forgetting a very important and constant part of its routine, so maybe in another 2 months I will be a little fatter than usual, and maybe you have something to do with that,I made it lighter chicken pie?”

He remained almost paralyzed, barely blinking and finding the strength to breathe, your insensitive state prevented you from worrying, due to the lack of his banquet coors, you offered him your new bottle of Red wine, which he hated

“Believe me buddy, it will help you” He took half of it in one sip,You sat on the couch, and found yourself with a barely bitten hamburger. “Do you mind if I finish it?”He quickly denied, “Thank you…drunker, but generous, I have always told my family.” You commented carelessly, he still didn't recover, he gave you a few minutes to eat.

“So... What are we going to do... I mean... what's going to happen to...?”

“the baby, I'm having it”

“rigth”It was the only thing he could say.

“Even so, sometimes the tests come out bad, I may not be pregnant, I will do another one later and it makes you feel better, I could go for a blood test, those never fail.” he walked from one side to the other, he stayed still, he didn't know where to look, he didn't touch the wine bottle again, he looked at the test from time to time

“Look, Johnny, you shouldn't worry, I can handle this” you commented, rubbing your belly

“I have no doubt about that, I know who my women is” You smiled a little at him but he wasn’t done yet “I don't worry about you, I know that even if you claimed you could handle it, you would have company...it's just that

...

“I would like to be part of that company, I would like to be the biggest supporter, I want to be the most involved, maybe... even of the two”

This time you were left speechless and breathless, You couldn't blush naturally, but if you could you would be a mutant tomato right now, you had fallen a little more in love.

“There are many things that I have done wrong and others that I simply have not solved, and the baby should not be an excuse to forget everything I have done and what I have not done, but I want it to be a kick to this Fuckin’ curse I’ve established my whole life, I want to stop ruining things,For Robby, for Miguel, for Sharon, and especially for you, I want to be there and do this right.”The shine in your eyes almost managed to distract him, but this time he was determined to say what he really felt "unless of course it makes you uncomfortable?"

“I would never throw you out of this Johnny, I only made the way for you if You would like to leave”

“Well, I don't want to leave."

"So we're in this together." You stood up and extended your arms and he came up to hug you.

"I don't have the slightest experience, so let's learn together."

"You're going to have to Be patient with me” you laughed

“and you with me” when he separated, he took the test again

“So there are 2 babies huh”

“Why would they be!?”

“Two lines”

“Johnny that means positive, that is, there is a baby, the amount is discovered in an examination with a doctor, and a device” he seemed to understand, but you were confused and you took your phone

"What are you doing?"

“I don't remember if 2 lines is positive or negative” he laughed until he cried

“Yes we will definitely have a lot of fun”

[obessedwithfictionalmen]

Co-Stars pt.7

Callum Turner X Actress! Reader

Summary: Emmy Awards... Y/n is nominated, Callum too...

Warning: Pure joy/ Swearing/ use of Y/n/

Y/n's dress:

She made her way on the red carpet with her cast and directors. Photographers were shouting at them. ‘’Y/n, Callum, a kiss!’’ one of them yelled. The couple looked at each other before bringing their face close to each other, only to pull away before their lips could touch, they laughed and kissed rapidly. ‘’Do you guys think Y/n is going to win?’’ another photograph asked. ‘’We hope so!’’ Austin replied, making the woman smile. There they were, the Emmy Awards, Master of the Air as been nominated for a lot of things, one of them being the best supporting actress in a drama show, Y/n was nominated. When the nomination was announced, she couldn’t believe it. Callum was so proud of his girlfriend. ‘’Mr. Hanks, what do you think about Y/n’s nomination?’’ The woman looked at the men she admired when she was younger, he inspired her so much. ‘’I think it’s fully deserved, she worked hard, and I hope her hard work is rewarded’’ He replies. Y/n’s eyes filled with tears; she was touched by his words.

Master of The Air already won 5 awards tonight, it was amazing; but now, it was the time for the best supporting actress in a drama series. Y/n was nervous, she felt like throwing up. ‘’The nominees are Y/n Y/l/n in Master of the Air’’ Y/n blew a kiss to the camera as she watched a little piece of her work on the screen. ‘’You don’t think I care? Every time you go up in the air, I’m terrified that you won’t come back! So, no I don’t understand what it’s like up there, but you don’t know what’s it like here!’’ she yelled. That scene was when she yelled at Bucky. It was an amazing scene. ‘’And the Emmy goes too…’’ Helena Bonham Carter was announcing the winner. Y/n took a deep breath as she, and all her co-stars waited for the results. ‘’Y/n Y/l/n in Master of the Air!’’ She couldn’t believe it, she put a hand in front of her mouth as she looked around her. ‘’You did it, baby!’’ Callum said, hugging her, the rest of the cast joined in the hug. Her first reflex was to take off her shoes, she didn’t want to do a Jennifer Lawrence at the Oscars. She quickly kissed Callum before making her way on the stage, barefoot. She got up, hugged Helena, took her trophy and got closer to the microphone. ‘’Oh my god, uh, hi everyone!’’ she said, tears falling from her eyes. The crowd cheered on her. ‘’Where do I start? Thank you to everyone that voted for me. Uh, I’m losing my words. I want to thank Tom Hanks, Steven Spielberg and Gary Goetzman for creating this amazing T.V show. Tom, you’ve always been an inspiration for me, I’m honoured to have had the opportunity to work with you. To all the girls out there, keep going, hard works pays off.’’ She had to stop and take a breath; she was speaking fast. ‘’Uh, to my co-stars; I love you guys so much, thank you for making me feel welcomed and making this experience so fun. To my mum and dad, thank you for always believing in me. Lastly, I want to thank my other half, Callum Turner. You’ve always been there for me, since the beginning of all this, I love you so much, baby, I couldn’t have done this without you, being your love interest has been really fun, and you made me comfortable with the exploration I did with the character, with certain emotions. Thank you for being my rock, I love you. Thank you so much everyone’’ she said, blowing a kiss to Callum, before lifting her trophy into the air. Her co-stars were cheering for her at the top of their lungs, Y/n laughed when she heard them.

‘’The Emmy for the best supporting actor in a drama show goes to… Callum Turner, Master of the Air!’’ Callum was smiling so much. He and his girl both won the same award. Y/n jumped in his arms to hug him. He made his way to the stage, hugged Johnny Depp, took his trophy and got closer to the mic. ‘’Wow! Thank you so much, it’s amazing! First of all, I want to thank Tom, Steven and Gary, thank you, God I’m saying the same thing as my girlfriend. Uh, to my co-stars, it’s been a crazy journey, from boot-camp, except for you Barry’’ his comment made the hole cast laugh. ‘’Thank you for supporting me during the process. To my beautiful girlfriend, you’ve been with me since my first movie, we were together ever since. Just like you, I couldn’t have done it without you. Y/n, quit smiling like this, I’m trying to do this without stuttering, you’re making it difficult’’ he said to his girlfriend who had the proudest smile on her lips. ‘’I love you so much. Thank you everyone! Have a goodnight!’’ Callum smiled as he left the stage.

‘’8 wins tonight, congratulations, if we can get back to Y/n, how are you doing, dear?’’ the journalist asked. The ceremony was over, tonight felt like they were ascending to Nirvana. Y/n and Callum were floating on a euphoric cloud. ‘’I’m still overwhelmed at the moment, it just feels really good, having my hard work being rewarded, mine and my boyfriend’s. I try to soak it all in’’ she smiles. Her cheeks were hurting from smiling so much. ‘’ And you, Callum?’’ he stopped looking at his girlfriend to answer the question. ‘’It doesn’t feel real, it’s an amazing night and yeah, I can’t wait to celebrate with them’’ he laughed. They got asked other questions, but when they got in the limousine, everyone was looking around. ‘’8 fucking wins!!!!’’ they all yelled at the same time. ‘’I just won an Emmy!!!’’ Y/n said, showing her statue around. The guys started to laugh; it was euphoria. ‘’You both won an Emmy!’’ Barry said, looking at Callum. He took his girl and kissed her passionately, all the joy and the relief were transmitted in that kiss. It was the greatest day of their life!

[belynsr]

• daniel larusso x f!reader

• warnings : fluff, kissing, mentions of blood and injuries

• word count : 0.4k

in which, daniel larusso invites his girlfriend y/n to a karate match. little does he know what injuries he’s about to be against.

i suggest listening for a better experience <3

SEVERAL PUNCHES AND KICKS were thrown at him by the one and only, Johnny Lawrence. Daniel wasn’t exactly strong, and most certainly not strong enough to be Johnny in a fist fight. Since this was Karate, it was a bit different than normal fighting so Daniel had a bit more of an advantage.

Y/N was cheering for her boyfriend, and that made Daniel’s mindset be in strong condition. He was getting beat up pretty bad, but he was managing to throw in a kick every now and again. He was determined to win for his girlfriend. Even though he was 1 second away from collapsing, he was going to fight for Y/N. That was his motive.

“Come on Daniel!” Y/N kept shouting with the crowd. She still had a tiny bit of hope holding on, even with all the visible bloody cuts and purple bruises on his tanned face. Just as Johnny was about to attack again, Daniel ducked and kicked him leading Johnny to fall to the floor in pain.

Everybody cheered, especially Y/N. Daniel Larusso won against Johnny Lawrence. He was over the moon. He instantly looked over to Y/N and gave her a toothy smile. She had an astonished but relieved look on her face as she grinned back at him.

Y/N was waiting outside to meet Daniel. She couldn’t wait to give him the biggest and most tight hug. She bounced her heels back and forth, as she was getting impatient.

She felt two arms connect with her waist. A smile instantly creeped up onto her face. “Hey.” Daniel whispered into her ear, which made her tremble. Y/N instantly turned around and hugged him, making Daniel stumble back a little. “Congrats, you were amazing out there Danny.” She said softly.

Daniel chuckled whilst giving her a peck on the forehead. “Thank you, Y/N. Couldn’t have done it without you. You made me be the person I am today.” He said with a grateful tone in his voice. She kissed his bruises and small cuts which resulted in him giving her heart eyes.

“I love you.” Y/N spoke. She looked up to him, and leaned forward until their lips met. It was a slow and steady kiss. They rarely ever kissed in a hot way. It was always passionate and sweet. After a minute or two of continuous pecking and giggling, they jumped in Daniel’s car back to his house.

The engine turned off with a slight click. Daniel and Y/N held hands the whole ride back to his place. She leant her head against his shoulder, and sighed. They were immersed in the feeling of love.

[itsmarsss]

chicks dig musicians, kid [Miguel Diaz x Reader] (Cobra Kai)

[~from the vault~]

There's something going on between the two of you, Miguel is sure of it. But where does he go from there? How is he supposed to ask you out? So he goes to Johnny for advice.

Word count: 1,780

Warnings: literally nothing its so cute and sweet and innocent yay past mars

[. . .]

Things had been different for a while now. He could just feel it.

Miguel didn’t know when things changed, when the platonic teasing turned into borderline flirting, when his eyes started to dart from your eyes to your lips in the middle of conversation, when you started to look away with an embarrassed smile when he stared at you for too long, when he started to barely listen when you talked because all he could think about was how close you were and how easy it would be for him to kiss you right that second and how much he really, really wanted to do it but never did- but he was 100% sure he wasn’t imagining it.

He was well-aware of the fact that his love-struck brain could just be exaggerating everything, and, sure, he was a bit dense, but he wasn’t completely oblivious. He knew something was definitely going on, to the point of getting teased about it to no end by his friends: the newfound tension and the sudden awkwardness were pretty hard to miss.

The thing is: where do you go from there? Miguel has always been pretty straight-forward (even though he didn’t really look the part) so why was it so hard to find a good moment to ask you out when he was pretty positive you’d say yes?

Waiting made it far, far worse. He thought maybe he’d give himself time to figure out a way to do it. Hey, maybe you’d even end up asking him out first!

You didn’t.

Every day that passed he found himself staring more and more, lost in daydreams of kissing you, making you laugh, kissing you, holding your hand, kissing you.

Was this why you’d been avoiding him the past few days? He wasn’t dumb. It’s not like you were outright taking every opportunity you could to get away from him, but also it’s not like you were exactly taking any opportunities to hang out just the two of you like you used to do. Was he being too weird? Too pushy? Oh god, was he acting like a creep?

Standing back was not like him at all, and it was not doing him any favors- he had to know once and for all.

So he went to his Sensei for advice.

Johnny was holding a beer can when he opened his door. Not an unusal sight. “What d´ya want?”

“I really need your help but you can’t make fun of me.”

“Can’t promise that,” he replied with a smile, and made way for Miguel to enter, which he did. “Ya want a beer?” he asked as Miguel sat down on the couch.

“No. Please focus."

Sensei Lawrence just shrugged, standing by the kitchen counter. “So what is it? Your mom find your porn or something?”

“What- no! Why is that the first thing you thought of?”

“Happened to me,” He shrugged again, nonchalantly.

Miguel made a face in disgust. “Please let’s not talk about that when you’re dating my mom.”

“Jesus, kid, what are you, a nun?” Johnny laughed and took a sip of his beer. “Okay, whatever. What happened?”

“I’m really into this girl.”

“She hot?”

Miguel made a point to ignore the question. “She’s really cool and I think she likes me too.”

“Is. She. Hot?”

“Sensei- yeah. Okay, she’s really hot.”

“Nice.”

“Can I go on now?”

“Sure.”

“Okay so we’re friends, right. And we’ve been friends for some time now but I feel like we’ve been flirting? But never really doing anything about it. But I want to.”

“So? Just ask her out.”

“I know that! But I don’t know how to.”

“Thought you were more of a ‘just ask’ kind of guy.”

“I- I am! It’s just, I don’t know what it is, it’s easier when you don’t know them that well, you know? Cause like why would she not make a move after all this time? Maybe she just wants to stay friends. And then if she rejects me then what?”

“Then why would she flirt with you?”

“I don’t know.”

“Who is it?”

“What, I’m not telling you-”

“Y/N?” He guessed, and Miguel wasn’t fast enough to hide his surprise.

“How’d you know?”

“Guessed. But your face made it pretty obvious, maybe work on that.”

“Okay, what do I do?”

“Look, you know what you gotta do? You gotta not be a pussy. Make her like a giant fucking poster and ask her out at school, girls love that shit.”

“Um I don’t think she’d like that. Seems like... pretty embarrassing.”

“It’s not embarrassing if you’re not a pussy about it.”

“Do you have any… less public option?”

“Oh you want a real intimate option?’ He raised his eyebrows suggestively, which was an extremely disturbing scene to witness.

“No- oh my god, please never do that again.”

Johnny laughed. “Just play her a song or some shit. Set the mood. Then ask her out. Chicks dig musicians, kid. That's a fact."

“But I don’t play anything. Or sing.”

“And what am I supposed to do about that? Now come on I got things to do,” Johnny motioned for him to get up, and he did so.

“You do?” Miguel asked, not really believing it.

“Don’t question me!”

Miguel put his arms up in surrender, walking out the door.

The rest of his day was spent desperately trying to learn the chords to some song he’d seen you listen to once on his mom’s old ukulele. It wasn’t going well. He looked at the time, 7:43 PM- it was getting late. He would have to make do with what he had. He wasn’t delaying this any longer, he was doing this tonight.

He took about 15 minutes to figure out what hoodie to wear and 10 more to fix his hair. He walked up to your house with the ukulele in hand, feeling nothing short of ridiculous. He wondered if maybe he should have waited until he was a little better at playing. Still, he kept on walking until he reached your front door.

To his luck, you were the one to open it. Thank fucking god. “Miguel?" You raised an eyebrow, a little confused at the scene in front of you. He hadn't texted telling you he was coming over and you couldn't for the life of you come up with a reason for the ukulele he held in his hand since you knew he'd never ever played one in his life.

“Hey.”

“Hey. Uh, what are you doing here?” It wasn’t rude, just curious.

Maybe he should have warned you he was coming.

“Uh I was just- wondering if I could show you something.” He held up the instrument in his hand.

“Like a song?”

“Well, yeah. If you want.”

“I didn’t know you played.” Actually, you knew he did not play.

“I didn’t. I uh. Picked it up today. Just wanted to show it to you."

“Okay, yeah. Come in.” You were still visibly confused. Maybe he should have planned this better. Or, like, at all. You made way for him to get in and closed the door behind you when he did. You walked up in front of him, taking his free hand and leading him upstairs. “Come on.”

You entered your bedroom and sat on the edge of your bed, Miguel hesitantly doing the same, sitting down right beside you.

“Okay. So what are you gonna play?”

“Uh you know that song you like? The one you were listening to when you were training after practice that day? That Hawk was like telling you to skip and all?”

You laughed at the memory. “I guess.”

“Yeah that’s uh- that’s what I’m gonna play.”

He was feeling way too self-aware now. Maybe coming over to perform a song he was yet to learn correctly was not his brightest idea. What was he thinking?

“So?” You pulled him out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat. There was no way he could back down now. Shit.

He played the first chords and started singing. It all sounded deeply, extremely wrong, and he knew it. It was terribly bad, pure chicken scratch. If voice cracks had voice cracks, that’s what they’d sound like. He barely got through the first chorus before stopping himself from any further embarrassment. He’d made a point of not looking at you while he played, but finally mustered up the courage to after he stopped.

He couldn’t say you looked too impressed. Just… amused, at best.

“I started learning it this afternoon, so…” he sheepishly tried explaining himself, scratching th back of his neck in embarrassment. What the fuck did you just do, idiot?

“Oh it’s uh- it’s pretty- pretty good for something you learned in just a few hours.”

“You can say it’s terrible, I just wanted to- I just wanted to show you. I picked the song ‘cause you like it so much.”

“It’s not terrible! It’s a great song. And it’s pretty cool that you learned it because of me.”

There was an awkward silence that followed. This moment, right here, right after he finished playing, was when Miguel imagined he would be asking you out. You'd say yes, maybe you’d kiss him if he was lucky. But the Miguel in his head had done a great job with the song. The real him… well, the real him obviously hadn’t.

“Why did you wanna show it to me?"

He was taken aback by the question. He decided he’s best be honest, now that he knew he officially had no chance with you. Acording to Sensei Lawrence, chicks dig musicians, and he clearly was no musician whatsoever. He sighed. “Honestly?”

You nodded, prompting him to continue.

“I really, really wanted to ask you out. But I didn’t know how to do it, so I went to Sensei for advice. I know. He said girls like musicians so I thought I'd do something cool and play you a song you liked. It obviously didn't work,” he laughed, defeated.

You were quiet for a moment, processing what he just told you. “You learned a song I liked just to ask me out?”

“I know, it’s dumb, and obviously I ruined the mood with the bad singing, but-”

You kissed him. He was rambling like an idiot and he’d just given you the worst ever serenade of all time and you kissed him! He wasn't even able to react, just looking at you with his eyes wide as you pulled away as quickly as you'd leaned in. You kissed him, you kissed him, you kissed him, holy shit!

“I thought-”

“It's cute that you'd do that just to ask me out. And you didn't ruin the mood. Now ask me out!” You said, excited, now sporting a dumb smile he thought was just the cutest thing ever. Could you please just look at him like that all the time?

Miguel couldn’t help but mirror your excitement, grinning like an idiot. Damn him if he didn't do as you asked. “Do you wanna go out with me?”

“As long as you don’t ever try to serenade me ever again.”

“You said it wasn’t so bad!”

“I lied."

“You still kissed me."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

[. . .]

A/N: while i don't have what im currently writing for miguel out yet here's a really old little thingy i have of him as a little treat! it's cute and sweet to make up for all the sin of the current wip <3

[worldsaparted]

hello there, i am in a very autumn mood today so i was wondering if you could write something where daniel and the reader are friends and he has a lil crush on her & he finds her in the gym helping out + painting pumpkins for the halloween dance & he asks her to go to the dance with him 🥺 and then they share their first kiss at the dance !!!

yes of course, this is so cute and i apologize for the delay!!

It truly was evident that Daniel LaRusso was in love with Y/n L/n, to everyone. Everyone but her. He walked alongside her in the hallways, holding her books and smiling down at her in awe of the way her hair swayed, or the way her lips curved up into a smile.

Now, in October - it was different. Seeing as she was apart of the school board, Daniel didn’t see her much. Though when he did, it was in one of her casual corduroy or denim jackets that kept her warm as the leaves began to fall, and the days began to get colder.

Today, he made his way through the hallways. It was quiet, he wore his same red jacket that he loved and he looked around until his eyes landed on her.

Something about her. His eyes began to sparkle and he couldn’t help but admire her for a quick second from afar, the gym door wide open giving him a perfect view. He fixed his hair as he stood there, still in awe of this girl and it wasn’t until he was bumped from the back by Johnny, who then made his way into the gym, where Daniel finally focused once again. His eyes searched the vicinity before he walked in, still subconsciously fixing his hair and looking around anxiously.

Y/n was around all the girls, including Ali, and this only made him more nervous, he made his way over and glancing up from the balloons, Y/n caught his eye. Her lips curved into an innocent smile at the sight of her good friend, and he stopped in front of her, blocking Ali’s view of her friend and the girls all looked over, sharing glances.

“Daniel.” Y/n beamed, she tied up the balloon in hand before setting it aside and giving him her full attention. At the eye contact Daniel gulped, he wasn’t sure how to go about this but if he was good at anything - it was improvising.

Sure, they were good friends - well, Y/n helped him with the homework and sometimes she gave him smiles at lunch before cutting in line with him, or she’d invite him over for a simple dinner with her family, but now - now he wanted more. He bit his lip in deep thought, studying her eyes and suddenly, he seemed confident.

“Hey..” he mustered up the courage, and as these words left his mouth, Y/n tilted her head and she kept her eyes on his.

“Hi..” She giggled. “You okay, LaRusso?”

And at this, his eyes slightly widened. He perked up and the music that faintly played in the gym filled the short silence before he turned around, scratching the back of his neck. “I had a question for you, actually.”

“Mhm?” Y/n nodded, her hand against the table as she leaned into it. Her eyes stared into his intently and with time, he got it out.

“Will you go to the Halloween dance with me?”

The girls around stopped blowing their balloons, they turned their attention to Daniel and Y/n which really didn’t help his nerves, though Y/n paid no mind to them, her heart raced and while she kept calm, she gave a firm nod with a small smile.

“Of course I will.”

So that very night, Daniek LaRusso went back to Mr. Miyagi and asked him to make that shower costume, his eyes lit up as picked up Y/n and standing at her door as she opened his, he fiddled with his hands. She walked out in a sleek costume, as Joel Goodsen from Risky Business. She had the sunglasses, the boxers, and the white button up. At the sight of her, Daniel smiled and blushed all at once.

“This costume. Wow.” She gestured to him, still giggling and he couldn’t get over the sound of that. It was as if he didn’t need anything else but that sound.

As they arrived at school, he opened the car door for her, and throughout the night - he kept his distance. He wasn’t sure how Y/n felt, and while she accepted his offer to the dance, he knew that could mean nothing.

Though as the slow songs started, and they sat down, Y/n interrupted their conversation about cars just to pull him up, and into the dance floor.

Once they made it, she took a step into his shower, and shut the curtain behind her. Her eyes stared up at him and he stood there, his hands slowly making their way to her waist and she nodded at the feeling, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Here, it was better. His eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from her lips for a good five seconds and Y/n noticed that, but said nothing. Not until his eyes met hers again.

“You look great.” He commented, a small and sly smile on his lips and Y/n - while growing flushed, thanked him. She kept her calm, but as they danced this close, her heart was threatening to explode. Same with Daniel, his cheeks ran a deep color of red as their faces neared, and when she rested her head against his chest, he felt as if he could die happily now.

His hands softly rubbed her back, and he smiled into her grip.

“Thanks for asking me to the dance, Daniel.”

It wasn’t often she used his first name, and at this he pulled back to meet her eyes. She lifted her head off of his chest to do the same and she kept a small grateful smile.

“Me?” He asked, “Didn’t like 20 guys ask you?” He asked, and his eyes searched hers for a minute before she tightened her grip around his neck.

“Yeah, but the only person I wanted to ask me was you.” She revealed, and Daniel’s playful smile was wiped from his lips. He watched as she nervously awatied a response from him and he couldn’t think of anything but kissing her.

So there, he leaned in slowly and checked by searching her eyes. Once she gave the nod, he firmly pressed his lips against hers and his left hand supported the back of her neck, keeping her lips against his. It was a long, tender and gentle kiss and when they pulled away, they held back a frown from the parting but still, were happy.

“Thanks for saying yes.” Daniel spoke in a whisper, the breath of his brushing against Y/n’s lips as she stared up at him, her nose against his. She smiled immediately and giggled - and suddenly Daniel was filled with pride. He found himself leaning in once again.

This shower costume was useful.