So last night I had a drunk idea for a fanfic. It was miserable as hell, but I seemed very excited about it, judging by my tumblr posts 🤣
Today I found a text file named "Anti Lawrusso fic" on my phone, and it was filled with notes for this fic, so I decided to actually write it... (I am a huge Lawrusso fan, so this fic idea took me by surprise when I read it lol)
Sorry about any mistakes. I haven't even read this through, but I'll fix them tomorrow
I'm actually going to warn for dub-con on this one, even though everything is consensual.
Summary: Johnny will do anything to keep his kids safe, even if it means lying to Daniel.
I Was Made For Loving You
“I love you,” Daniel sighed as he tenderly brushed his fingers through the hair at Johnny's temple.
Daniel was laid on top of him, his weight pressing down, trapping Johnny's spent cock against his damp belly.
Johnny stared up at him, grateful that Daniel was was still with him.
He'd do anything to keep Daniel happy.
No matter what.
It was strange the way it started, Johnny thought.
Daniel had confessed his love in the dojo one day and it had taken him by surprise.
“I love you,” Daniel said, as he reached out and placed his hand on Johnny's arm. “And I know you feel the same way. I've seen how you look at me.”
Johnny took a step back, his mouth opening and closing, before he finally said, “You love me?”
Daniel's face fell, like a sudden and crushing realisation had just hit him, and Johnny couldn't figure out what the hell was going on.
“Oh my god,” Daniel said, as he closed his eyes
“What?” Johnny asked, his head still swimming in confusion.
Daniel looked down at the floor, his face flushing red, as he quietly said, “You don't feel the same way.”
“Wait,” Johnny said, holding up a hand. “You love me?”
“I need to go,” Daniel said, as he turned and started to walk away. He glanced back, over his shoulder and said, “I'm sorry. Just forget this happened.”
“Daniel!” Johnny shouted after him, as the door closed.
Johnny bought a six pack on the way home. He already had one in his refrigerator, but six beers wasn't going to cut it. He needed to get wasted tonight.
Three beers in, sat on his couch, and he still couldn't get it straight in his head.
LaRusso was in love with him.
They were good friends now, yeah, but love?
How the hell had that happened?
Johnny was just thankful every day that LaRusso seemed to have forgiven him for what went down between them back in high school, and he really valued the friendship that they had now. Daniel was someone he could rely on, and he didn't have many people like that in his life.
Sure, he was a loud mouth cocky little shit at heart, just like he'd been at 16, but he knew if he needed help, or simply just someone to grab a beer with on Friday night, Daniel would be there for him.
Apparently Daniel had seen their friendship as something more than that though.
“Shit,” Johnny said, as he sat upright.
Daniel had split with Amanda just a couple of months ago.
Had Daniel left his wife for him? Had LaRusso blown apart his own marriage, only for Johnny to shoot him down in flames?
Daniel wouldn't have done that surely, not without finding out if Johnny felt the same way?
“And I know you feel the same way. I've seen how you look at me.”
That's what Daniel had said, just after his big confession.
“Fuck,” Johnny whispered to himself.
He went to the refrigerator and took out the second six pack.
He really should have bought more beer.
Daniel didn't come to class for the next week.
“He hasn't been answering many of my messages. I think he's sick,” Sam said with a frown, when Johnny asked her where her dad was. “I haven't seen him much to be honest. Since he and my mom split he hasn't been the same.”
“OK, well if you talk to him will you tell him I was asking after him?” Johnny said.
Sam shrugged, she turned away, and over her shoulder she bitterly said, “Tell him yourself. You probably see him more often than I do.”
After class Johnny stopped off at the Mini Mart for more beer.
There was something in Sam's reply that filled him with dread. Did she know her dad was in love with him? Did she know that Daniel torpedoed his own life for a guy who didn't have a clue how he felt?
Johnny picked up his beer and took it to the register, then said, “I need a bottle of Whiskey too.”
The guy placed the bottle on the counter and rang it up, barely looking up as Johnny handed over the cash.
Johnny grabbed the bottle and headed out of the door, walking quickly across the lot towards the van.
As he rounded the corner, pulling his keys out, he came face to face with John Kreese, and dropped the bottle of Whiskey.
“Fuck!” Johnny shouted as the bottle hit the ground and shattered.
“It's for the best,” Kreese said. “You drink too much.”
“What the hell, man?” Johnny asked, staring at him. “What are you doing here? The cops will be looking for you.”
Kreese shrugged. “I'm sure they have more pressing matters than searching for an old man.”
“I'm going to call them, you know?” Johnny said, as he jabbed a finger into Kreese's chest. “You need to be rotting in a cell.”
“I came with a warning,” Kreese said, his face growing dark.
“Oh yeah? What's that?” Johnny asked. “You gonna try something?”
“Terry is getting out of jail tomorrow,” Kreese said. “And I know that he has his sights set on your boy.”
“What?” Johnny gasped. “How is he getting out of jail after what he did?”
“Money will buy you a lot of freedom,” Kreese said.
“Why the hell is taking his shit out on Robby?” Johnny asked. “He should be coming after me or LaRusso.”
“He's not really interested in Robby,” Kreese said. “Taking Robby away from you is your punishment for your part in his downfall, especially now the boy is without a Sensei.”
“What the hell's that supposed to mean?” Johnny asked, taking a step forward. “Robby is my student.”
“No,” Kreese said. “LaRusso is his Sensei and with him in the wind, Robby will be easy to poach.”
Johnny stiffened. “What do you know about LaRusso?”
“I know you've had a falling out and he's no longer on the scene,” Kreese said. “It's a shame because he was really the only thing keeping Terry away, now he knows how to beat him.”
“Daniel?” Johnny asked. “Silver is scared of him?”
“As close to fear as someone like him can feel,” Kreese said with a shrug. “And without LaRusso it's open season on you and your students.”
“You're lying,” Johnny said angrily.
“Am I?” Kreese said, raising and eyebrow. He turned and began to walk away, then turned back and said, “I guess time will tell.”
“Shit,” Johnny said, as he paced his living room.
The kids were in danger. Robby was in danger, because Johnny had scared away the one person who was keeping him at bay.
He had to do something. He had to bring Daniel back.
He couldn't do this without him. He couldn't imagine a world where Miyagi-Do didn't win, and he couldn't do it without Daniel.
He knew what he had to do.
Johnny sat in his car outside LaRusso's new place, downing the last of his Whiskey. He'd drank the small bottle while sitting nervously, trying to get the courage to knock on the door.
His head was swimming with the alcohol, blotting out his thoughts.
He had to do this.
He dropped the empty bottle into the footwell, then climbed out of the car.
He walked down the path and rang the doorbell, praying that Daniel would answer.
The door opened.
“Come to watch me embarrass myself again?” Daniel slurred, holding a bottle of beer in his hand.
“No,” Johnny said as he took a step inside and closed the door after himself.
“So what are you doing here?” Daniel asked, swaying on his feet.
Johnny took a deep breath, then he reached out and grabbed Daniel, as he said, “I came for this.”
He pushed Daniel against the wall and kissed him, pressing his tongue past his lips and into his mouth.
If Johnny kept his eyes closed it was no different to kissing a chick, he reasoned. As long as he ignored the scratch of stubble against his chin.
Daniel groaned into his mouth, raising his hands and threading his fingers through Johnny's hair as he pulled him closer and kissed him hungrily.
Daniel stopped, squirming away, and putting a hand on Johnny's chest, pushing him away.
“No,” Daniel said. “You don't love me.”
“You took me by surprise,” Johnny said, as he reached out and gripped the front of Daniel's shirt, pulling him closer.
“Bullshit,” Daniel said. “I thought you felt the same way, but you acted like you'd never thought about me like that ever.”
“I'd been ignoring my own feelings for so long I'd gotten used to denying them,” Johnny said desperately. “That's why I acted like that.”
“You really do love me?” Daniel asked, his eyes lighting up.
“Yeah,” Johnny said. “I do.”
Six months.
They'd been together six months now.
Daniel didn't seem to notice or care that Johnny was drunk every time they had sex.
It was what he had to do to get through it.
The fact was that Johnny wasn't gay. He didn't find men attractive. He didn't find Daniel attractive, but a man's hand on his dick was still a hand on his dick, so it looked like he enjoyed the sex at least.
The first time Daniel suggested they try anal Johnny knew he wouldn't be able to get it up, so he let Daniel do him.
It felt strange and awful, but he still came.
The rest of the time, it was just like before. They were like two best friends who just happened to live together and sleep together.
Johnny could still count on Daniel to be there when he needed him. They still taught classes together. They still had a drink on Friday night's and watched movies together, just like before.
It was worth it to keep Terry Silver away, Johnny thought.
“I love you,” Daniel breathed again, his fingers still tenderly brushing the hair at Johnny's temple.
Johnny looked up at him, seeing Daniel's eyes so full of love and care.
It was worth it.
It was worth it to keep Daniel happy and the kids safe.
It was worth it to keep Robby safe.
“I love you too,” Johnny lied.
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