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jensensfanfic · 4 years ago

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THE FIRST STUDENT

[my gif - from sideblog @dojolarusso]

pairing: daniel larusso x fem!reader

word count: 5491

warnings: a little bit of whump, a couple of curse words, secret keeping? not sure - i'm just trying to cover all bases!

a/n: can also be found on wattpad and ao3 :)

You'd almost had it: almost. Mr Miyagi had said he was teaching you karate, yet you had been stood there covered in paint, arms completely dead, incredibly tired and confused. You remember when he had come home from the apartment complex on that night, you finally snapped at him, yelling accusations at Mr Miyagi, you complained about acting like his slave. "I would've done all of these things for you, anyway! But you said I was training; this is bullshit!" Mr Miyagi grunted, claiming, 'Ah, you are." At which point, you swore at him for a second time and began to walk away, fully intending not to come back. But, something in his voice as he called your name to, 'come here,' made you stop in your tracks and turn around. The next few minutes were intense and felt like something out of an expertly written hero novel.

How were you to know that all along, he was teaching you perseverance and muscle memory? Each chore - waxing, washing, painting, sanding... was his genius way of instilling the blocks into your mind. You felt stupid, though you probably had good reason to get mad, and you realised that he knew you eventually would.

After that, you did everything he told you to do. If he wanted you to join him on a fishing trip and stand dangerously on the edge of the bow, you would. If he asked you to fix up a hole in the wall, hammer some nails, sweep the floors - whatever the task may be; you would do it, knowing that there was always a lesson to learn with him. And even if there wasn't one, you couldn't deny helping your best friend.

You had a great deal of respect for your friend and sensei. When you moved into the apartment complex, you were pretty introverted, and you didn't get out all that much. You only left the house for school and a little fresh air every so often. You also didn't have many friends; the people you spoke to were merely classmates and project partners. But then the fridge at your place had decided to pack in, everything inside melted and turned rotten, so your Mum told you to go and find the 'maintenance man'. That's when you first met Mr Miyagi.

A few weeks later, after your shower had decided to break this time, you went to see him again and found him trimming little bonsai trees. You had had a few bonsais since you were young, but unfortunately, you always managed to kill them; that was until Mr Miyagi happily agreed to teach you how to care for them properly.

A few months passed, and you had somehow learned about his family karate, and it took a lot of convincing, but you managed to get him to agree to train you, thinking that it would give you more to do and it would, of course, come in handy if you ever needed to use it. Your parents were thrilled about this. Finally, you had made a friend and had more reasons to leave the house daily, rather than spending so much time watching TV.

A pact, some chores, and a magical moment later, you were best friends first, and then teacher and a student second. And there was not a single day where you didn't go to see him for at least a minute, even if it was just to say a quick hello.

About a year later, when Mr Miyagi casually brought up in conversation that he had a new student, you were pretty damn confused. "Since when? How did I not notice this?"

"Ah, bad timing. Every time Miyagi with him, you with bonsai, or someplace else." He pointed out. "New student, ah, live only a few doors from Y/N-san apartment, too."

"Oh." You wonder if you've already met this person or maybe passed them on the way to school without really noticing. You carefully snip some more leaves from your latest little bonsai project. "Well, how come you're training this kid, anyway? It took me some real grovelling and persistence to convince you to teach me."

"Hai." Mr Miyagi laughs at this. "Boy, uh, have problem with friends. Beat up many times, so make a deal with wacko sensei." You hear the little sounds of him gently spraying some of the trees. "Fight in tournament, then leave boy alone."

"The All Valley?" You frown.

"Hai."

"So, this new student of yours... has to win the whole tournament, and then they'll stop beating up on him?"

"Win, lose, no matter. If he makes good fight, will earn respect, then nobody bother." Mr Miyagi pauses for a moment then, before smiling and nodding at you. "Miyagi, glad you no get into fights."

"I don't know anyone to get into a fight with." You laugh. "Unless you are down for a match, huh, Mr Miyagi?"

"Ha, Y/N-san, you much humour." He looks thoughtful for a moment, and then you watch as he smirks a little. "Much like Daniel-san. Hm, you would make good friends."

"Daniel.. that's his name, then?"

"Ah, yes. And both ask a lot of question, too."

"So," You put down your clippers and shuffle around on your chair to face Mr Miyagi properly, resting your elbow on the counter. "When can I meet this new student of yours?"

"Come. We go right now."

"Uh... now?" You watch him place the spray bottle down and walk towards the door. "Wait, Mr Miyagi?" You laugh in disbelief as you take your jacket from a small peg and slip it back on, swiftly moving to follow your friend.

"Y/N-san?" Mr Miyagi calls your name just as you get to catch up to him, and you both start to walk towards where the truck is, parked up outside of the apartment complex. "Ah. You drive, let's go."

He hands you the keys, and you frown. "I didn't mean we should go right now, you know."

"Is good time to go, Daniel-san is back at house. Have to check on him anyway."

"What-" You flashback to the day you spent washing and waxing every single car in Miyagi's front yard. "Oh! First lesson, huh?"

"Hai." You give each other a knowing look, and then both hop into the truck and head off. You spend the short journey wondering how long Daniel will last before losing it over the chores and sore shoulders.

"Ah, good work, Daniel-san." Mr Miyagi looks over the cars as he walks by them all. Before Daniel can register his comment or even speak, Mr Miyagi introduces the two of you. "This is Y/N-san, a special friend to Miyagi."

"Hey! Yeah, I'm Y/N Y/L/N." You offer a hand to Daniel while Miyagi disappears into the house. "Good to meet you."

"Uh, hi." Daniel drops the giant yellow sponge into the bucket by his feet, wipes his sweaty forehead with his arm and then shakes your hand.

"Daniel... LaRusso."

"So, how's it going, newbie?"

"'Newbie'?" Daniel frowns. "What do you mean, 'newbie'?"

"Well, I was Mr Miyagi's first student, so that makes you the newbie... right?" You smirk and then turn around and start to circle the car, pretending to inspect his work.

"You know karate?" You stop and look over the car at Daniel, giving him an accusatory look, as if to say, 'are you being judgemental because I am a female who knows martial arts?' Daniel catches it right away and starts fumbling with his words. "No! I didn't mean because you're- I mean, I'm not being- I was asking as a general question, I-"

"Okay, okay. Jeez, chill out, rambles. You know I was messing with you?"

"Yeah... yeah." His mouth slightly agape, he diverts his eyes, looking anywhere but at you. "Right."

"Alright. Well, I'm going to go and say goodbye to Miyagi, and then head home, so", You finish your circle around the car, standing next to Daniel again and giving the car a couple of slaps. "I will hopefully see you soon. Nice meeting ya."

"You too." As you walk towards the house, you hear the sloshing of the water as Daniel picks up the sponge. You smile and mutter to yourself as you walk, "Good luck with the sanders."

The next day, Mr Miyagi sits in the garden, sanding the edges of the boardwalk, waiting for Daniel. You had spent the morning here, throwing punches and practising kicks on the heavy bag.

"Oh, man, this is beautiful. Mr Miyagi, this is great. You've got real fish in there." You stop kicking, catching the bag and watching as Daniel walks through the garden, spilling compliments and looking around in awe. "This is outrageous. I thought Chung Lee's restaurant was nice. You beat his act. This is paradise."

You find yourself laughing at his rambling as Mr Miyagi just carries on with his work. He barely mutters an "Hai" when Daniel asks, "Did you do this yourself?"

You walk over to join them, staring down as Daniel sits down and picks up the sanders. "Are these bongos? No, I got it."

You giggle when he starts to sing. Mr Miyagi finally looks up, too, joining in on the laughter. "Daniel-san, you much humour." You twitch a brow at that same compliment Mr Miyagi had paid you just last night.

"Mr Miyagi, I'm going to head home now." You walk around them, patting Daniel on the shoulder. "See you around, Danny."

He looks up, and you momentarily find yourself enjoying the sunlit view of his tanned face and perfectly shaped lips. "You're not staying?"

"Uh-" You shake your head a little, snapping yourself out of it. "No. Probably best I leave you guys to it."

Daniel looks between you and Miyagi. "But aren't you, like, still learning, too?"

"Always. But I don't want to be intruding; this is only your second lesson, after all." You look back to your teacher, who is smiling at you both. "Mr Miyagi, I'll see you tomorrow."

You bow to your sensei and then to Daniel. During your bike ride home, you can't help grinning as you think about your fellow student, especially in that green plaid he'd been wearing.

You are sitting with your legs dangling over the edge of the pool when Daniel walks through the complex. "Y/N?"

"Oh, hey, Danny."

"What're you doin' out here" He stops next to the steps and sits down on the lowest one.

"Just enjoying the evening breeze. How was it with Mr Miyagi today?"

You clock the hand he has rested against his shoulder. He moves it around, grimacing. "Um..."

"Something wrong?" You prompt.

"No, it's just, I-" He stands up again. "What was your second lesson with him?"

You think quickly about how to reply, not wanting to give anything away. "The first few weeks were mostly learning to block and balance. Why?"

Daniel opens and closes his mouth like a fish, wanting to reply but not knowing what to say. "I- Nothin'."

"What's the matter, Danny?" You feel a pang of sympathy for him, remembering how bad your shoulders ached after sanding floors all day long. "You okay?"

"Yeah.. yeah, I'm good. Forget it." He points up to his apartment. "I gotta go. I'll see you... Well, whenever I do."

He starts walking up the steps as you move to stand. "Goodnight, Daniel."

He turns and smiles. "I think I like you calling me 'Danny', actually."

"Alright, then. Night, Danny." You bow to him, and he does the same back, but you stop him before he turns around. "Hey!"

"What?" He looks alarmed.

"When you bow, you must always keep eye contact." He nods, and then you bow to each other properly before you both head home.

Early the next day, you catch Daniel on his way out. "Danny!"

"Y/N." He runs down the steps to where you're sitting with Mrs Milo's dog. You'd said you would sit with him while she stepped out for a few hours. "Hey, pup." Daniel reaches down to pet the dog, scratching his neck and ears.

"Off to Mr Miyagi's?"

"Yeah." He spots your watch as he glances up from the dog. "And I'm late already. See you!" He runs off, waving back at you as he goes.

"Bye!" You yell back, your eyes popping open when you remember it's just past six in the morning: your neighbours are probably sleeping still. You glance down at the dog, rubbing his head. "Oops."

That same evening, you see Daniel again when you are just about to go into your apartment. You just get your key in the door when you hear his little grunts of pain. "Someone's home late. Where you been, Danny boy? Hm?"

"At Mr Miyagi's place." He glances up and looks somewhat annoyed at your question. "You know that!"

"Oh, sorry." You hold your hands up in mock surrender, smiling.

"Sorry. Just-"

"Something wrong?"

"I-" Daniel stands at the bottom of the stairs, while you stand at the top, looking down on him while he squeezes his shoulder with one hand, occasionally wincing. "My shoulders just hurt pretty bad."

"Oh, well, just put some ice or heat on them and get some rest; I'm sure you'll be just fine. And right as rain for your next lesson, huh?" You nod at him and then spin around, knowing full well that he's going to call you back.

"Wait, Y/N." You smirk; your prediction was correct. You turn back around. "Can I ask you something about your training?"

"Of course. Anything."

"Did Mr Miyagi ever- I mean did he ask you to- I mean did you end up doing-"

You raise your brows, tapping your fingers in a patterned sequence against the railing. "Come on, Danny. Get it out."

He huffs. "Look at this!"

He points to his clothing, particular spots that have splashes of paint on them. Some of it is dried, but other bits are still shiny in the moonlight, showing you that it's still fresh; and that he hasn't long finished chore number three. He also turns his head to show the paint smudge that decorates his left ear and the spots that made it into his hair. "I've been painting the goddamn fences all night! My shoulders are killing, my legs ache... and I haven't learned a thing that's gonna help me in the tournament!"

"What about your other lessons? Maybe this was just something Mr Miyagi needed help with." You keep up your play-dumb act. "I mean, I did have to go grocery shopping for him a few times."

"Washing and waxing the cars, sanding the floors..." Daniel sighs, letting the grip on his shoulder go and rotating it in circles, stretching. "I guess he had his first student, and now I'm just the chore boy, the personal assistant, the-"

"Danny," You climb swiftly down the stairs, putting your finger to his mouth. "Shush. Chill out! Mr Miyagi is a great man. Maybe... maybe he just needed some help with a few things. Stick it out, and help the man who - by the way - saved your life... yes, I know about Halloween, and then just trust me when I say that you won't regret it. He's the best teacher I could've asked for. Not that I've ever known another teacher, but... you get my point."

"Um," Daniel follows your finger as you pull it away from his pouty lips. He looks dumbstruck for a while before he collects himself and responds.

"Right. Yeah, yeah. If you say so."

"I do say so." Your gaze flicker between Daniel's eyes and his shoulder. "Can I, um-"

He blinks, his head jerking back a tiny bit, confused. "Can you what?"

"Let me," You push his so that he turns a little, giving you better access to his pained shoulder. "Here." You put both hands on the area, watching his face for any non-consensual hesitation. When he doesn't show any, you start rubbing his skin, kneading like you would with dough. Every couple of seconds, you squeeze his shoulder, trying to ease out any amount of tension and - or - pain. Only a few minutes pass before you start to feel a little bit awkward, but also somewhat comfortable; like taking care of Daniel is something you could possibly enjoy and do each day, every day.

Your eyes widen a little, and you clear your throat. "Uh, any better?"

"Wow." His moonlight lit cocoa brown eyes have a sparkle to them as your gazes meet this time. "Yeah. Yeah, thank you."

"It's fine. So, what are you going to do about Mr Miyagi?"

"I'm gonna meet him tomorrow, of course, I am."

"Okay," You feel a little sad for Daniel again. You'd kind of been enjoying the turnaround thus far: watching someone else have to do all of Mr Miyagi's chores and not knowing why. But Daniel was losing it quicker than you did back when, and you were starting to feel sad for him. You hope more than anything that he keeps showing up so that he can finally see that he's been learning all along. "Danny, come 'ere."

"Wh- oh!" Before he can ask what you mean, you throw your arms up and around his neck, pulling him down slightly for a hug. It takes a short moment for him to return the gesture, his own arms coming to circle your waist. "What's this for?"

You feel the puffs of air as he speaks on your neck, and it sends little tingles running along your scalp, arms and legs. "Just 'cause. Just wishing my friend goodnight, you know?"

"Yeah, okay." He frowns as you pull away, not meeting his eye now.

"Goodnight, Y/N."

"Night, Danny." You run back up the stairs and head back to your apartment. "Don't go running off yet, okay?"

He nods, and then you are back inside in ten seconds flat, closing the door behind you and wondering why you had suddenly gotten so shy out there. You cover your face with your hands, "damn it."

"What, honey?" Your Mum makes you jump with her sudden question.

"Nothin'!" You reply.

She looks at you with an amused expression. "Okay, well, get some sleep; you have school tomorrow."

You nod and then plop yourself down on the sofa. 'Damn it,' You think. 'I'm crushing on the new kid, aren't I?'

"... maybe next time you'll get some better bites, huh?" You hop down from Mr Miyagi's truck, closing the door and waiting for a reply.

He gets down from the passenger's side and goes to collect his fishing gear from the back. "Miyagi hope so, Y/N-san."

"Danny!" When you look up, you see Daniel stood on the highest part of the ladder, paintbrush in hand and looking rather tired. "How's it going up there?"

"Y/N!?"

"Ah, missed spot." You shake your head at Mr Miyagi, trying not to laugh.

"What spot!?" He climbs down from the ladder and follows you and Mr Miyagi into the garden. "Hey, how come you didn't tell me you were going fishing?"

"You not here when we go."

"'We?' Y/N, you too?" Daniel glares at you, causing you to look surprised. "Maybe I wanted to go, too, didn't you think of that?"

"You karate training."

"Danny, you're supposed to be training." You and Mr Miyagi both talk at once, chuckling to yourselves afterwards.

Daniel looks between you both like you are crazy. "I'm what!? I'm being your goddamn slave; that's what's happening! We made a deal here."

"So?"

"'So?' You're supposed to teach, and I'm supposed to learn."

You stop when you reach the doors to the house, you catch his hand, trying to get him to stop and calm down with your softened voice. "Danny..."

"No." He huffs and pulls his hand from your hold. "For four days, I've been busting my ass, and I haven't learned a thing!"

You steal Mr Miyagi's line, the same one he'd said to you at this point a year ago. "You've learned plenty."

"I've learned plenty?" Daniel turns back to Mr Miyagi. "I've learned to sand your decks, maybe. I've waxed your car, I paint your house, paint your fence. I've learned plenty, right."

"Not everything is as seems."

Daniel glances at you once again, with his mouth hanging open. He gestures to Mr Miyagi, eyes burning into yours like he is waiting for an explanation from you. You just smirk and nod, and he shakes his head in disbelief. "I don't believe this- this is bullshit!" He turns around, "I'm going home, man!"

"Daniel-san. Daniel-san!" The boom in Mr Miyagai's voice causes you to jump a little.

Daniel spins around, gripping his shoulder and looking wholly done with everything. "What?"

"Come here."

You pat Daniel's back. "And that's my cue to duck out. See you later!" You disappear into the front yard quickly, hopping onto your bike and heading home, leaving Daniel to his big moment of realisation.

The following day, Mr Miyagi called and invited you to join him and Daniel at the beach; it was time for his lesson in balance. You'd rarely uttered the word 'no' to your teacher in the past, but today was a different story.

"No... I don't think I can make it, Mr Miyagi."

"Ah, you have other plans?"

"Uh- no. I just... don't feel well."

"Miyagi know when Y/N-san no telling the truth, even through telephone."

"What? I-"

"Y/N-san, come. We go to the beach: one of your favourite places, ah?"

You hold the phone away from yourself for a second, huffing and then replying. "Okay, fine. I'll bike there, though, don't worry about coming to pick me up."

"Ah!" You can practically hear Mr Miyagi's glee through the phone. "Very good. See you soon."

"Okay, bye-bye."

You put down the phone and get ready to leave as slowly as possible. You had come home last night happy; you were pretty amused at yourself because you got out of there so quickly once Mr Miyagi had called Daniel back. You had been finding all of it somewhat funny. Watching the new student go through all of the chores, slowly getting more and more frustrated before they finally had enough and... well, you were regretting it a little bit now.

Daniel had rejected you when you tried to hold his hand and calm him last night. He'd looked at you like a hurt puppy, and that one evening when he'd complained to you about his aching shoulder: everything was twisting in your mind from a joke to a matter of feeling like a terrible friend. You thought that maybe Daniel would be mad at you for not telling him what was going on, primarily since it had caused him physical pain. But then, you'd also been through the same thing, feeling confused and taken advantage of by an older man who had made you a promise.

You were just messed up in your head, and it probably had a lot to do with the fact that you were also crushing on Daniel now. You sighed loudly, finally ready to go.

When you arrived at the beach, you instantly spotted Mr Miyagi's truck, parked up and empty. You hopped off of your bike and lifted it into the back, knowing that Mr Miyagi wouldn't mind you doing so and then headed down to the sand.

You felt like running away the second you saw your teacher and fellow student waiting for you. You tried not to meet Daniel's eye and looked straight to Mr Miyagi instead. He bowed upon you reaching them and then gave out his instructions. "Daniel-san, you go water. Practise kick, learn balance."

Daniel nodded, taking his headband from his pocket and tying it around his head. Meanwhile, Mr Miyagi turned his attention to you. "You go, too. Practise balance."

Your eyes popped open. "Wait, what? I didn't come prepared to get in the water!" You gestured down at your clothes: jeans, a graphic tee and an oversized button-up shirt that was tied around your waist. However, when you looked up again, Mr Miyagi was halfway up the beach, walkings towards the stumps. "Uh, okay. I guess I'm doing it anyway, then."

You listen, despite your slight annoyance. At the end of the day, you knew that balance was the skill you needed to work on the most. So you walked up to the water, with Daniel following close behind.

With the water barely touching your toes, you rolled up your jeans as far as they would go. Daniel walked into the water first, taking a few steps before stopping and putting his hands on his hips. He looked back at you, yelling, "It's freezing!"

You simply nodded, walking a few feet away from Daniel and into the water yourself. You shivered at the temperature as you went as far out as you could before the water came up to your knees. It took merely two kicks before you were wiped out by a huge wave. You looked over at Daniel, who was actually doing okay. His kicks weren't perfect, but he hadn't fallen yet.

When he noticed you shuffling back onto the squishy sand, he walked closer. "Are you good?"

"Fine." He offered his hand, but you waved it off, pushing yourself up and simply standing far enough in the water so that you could watch it wash over your feet and disappear again. "Go. I'm fine. Just not really dressed for this right now."

Daniel frowned but went back to his training anyway.

"How did you do that!?"

"How did you do that!?" You and Daniel both freaked out at the same time after watching Mr Miyagi break four beer bottles at once.

The drunk men were the opposite in their reactions, looking rather shocked and possibly scared. They quickly moved the bottles and brushed away the broken glass into a bag along with the rest of their trash.

You follow Mr Miyagi as he gets up into the truck, "Hey, how did you do that?"

"Don't know. First time." He looks pleased with himself as you chuckle in disbelief. "Y/N-san, you want ride back?"

"Uh, no. I can just take my bike; it's okay, I promise."

"Okay." He nods. "You come for dinner later?"

"Sure, yeah."

You bow to each other and then walk to the back of the truck to get your bike. As you do, a gust of wind sweeps over you, causing shivers and goosebumps over your skin.

"Why don't you have a towel?" Daniel asks then, coming up beside you.

"It's like I said, I didn't really come prepared to go in the sea."

"Here," he tries to wrap his towel around you, but you shove him away. "Wh-? I'm just trying to help."

"Yeah... and then you'll be the one freezing instead, idiot."

"Oh, so last night I was 'Danny', and now I'm 'idiot', huh?" He wraps the towel around you successfully the second time, not letting you push him away. "Here. We'll share."

You roll your eyes, sighing, but grabbing on to the end of the towel anyway, pulling it around you a little more. "Thanks."

"What's up with you, anyway? Something wrong?"

Your head whips around to look up at him. "What? Why?"

"You were all helpful the other night and today; it's like you hate me all of a sudden."

You huffed and looked away again.

"Mr Miyagi, Y/N and me want to stay here a little while... if that's okay." Your eyes widen as Daniel leans onto the window of the truck, letting go of the towel so that it hangs on you only.

"Wait-" Daniel shush you by simply raising his hand. Mr Miyagi lets him know that it's just fine before he shuffles into the driver's seat and is gone before you know it. "I- my bike..."

"Come on, Y/N, we'll just walk back. It's not that far."

"But-"

"Come on, let's just go and sit down for a little bit." You follow him to the stone wall, where you both sit, dangling your legs over the edge. "So what's up?"

"You." You blurt out.

Daniel laughs. "Wait, why me? What did I do?"

"It's what I did."

"You're really confusing me, Y/N."

You turn around then, finally meeting his eye and trying to act tough. "Why aren't you annoyed at me? I didn't tell you about the lessons! I kept it secret and watched you suffer through all those damn chores when I knew all along, and just- ugh- you should so mad that I didn't tell you-"

"That's it!?" Daniel shuts you up by raising his own voice to get your attention back; it works. "That's why you're acting so strange? Man, you are weird."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Weirdo."

"Wow." You scoff. "I really shouldn't have felt so bad about it."

"No, you shouldn't. It's not a huge deal, Y/N. At least I know now."

"But I still feel bad. You looked more annoyed than I did at that point last night."

"Hey, wait." Daniel frowns, knocking his knee into yours. "Did you curse at Mr Miyagi too?"

"Uh- yes! Of course. I also accused him of making me his little worker bee." You laugh. "Although, it took me a little longer. I had one more lesson before I went nuts."

"Which was?" Daniel prods.

"I'm not telling! You'll find out soon enough."

"But you just made a big deal out of feeling bad for not telling me about the chores!"

"And you just said it wasn't a big deal!"

"Ugh." Daniel huffs.

"Ugh." You copy him.

You look out at the sea for a moment, watching it glitter in the sunlight. Then you close your eyes and flashback to training with Mr Miyagi on the cliffs. "He'll teach you kata soon. I really love that; it's... relaxing."

"Really?" You nod, and then you start to feel awkward again as Daniel continues to look at you without saying anything further.

"What?"

Daniel shrugs. "Nothin'." He looks away again but keeps looking back every couple of seconds. You're about to say something when he suddenly stands up. "Oh! I have something for you."

"For me?"

"Yeah..." He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a headband. It's black with a white line pattern that forms star shapes throughout.

"Mr Miyagi, let me have this one," he adjusts his own as he mentions it, "but I noticed that you haven't worn one yet. So... I'm hoping you don't have one already. Otherwise, this is a terrible gift. Do you have one already? 'Cause I'll just go and bury myself in the sand if this is the worst gift ever."

"Danny, the ramble king, is back, I see. Shut up and give me the damn thing!"

"Uh, if you're gonna be rude, then no." He moves it away, but you snatch it from his hands and tie it around your head straight away. "Does it look good?"

"Looks great."

You fiddle with it until it feels right, then smile up at your friend. "Thanks, Danny."

"Does the nickname mean we're good? You're not mad at me for being mad at you, even though I wasn't mad at you, to begin with?"

"I can't believe I understood that. But we're better than good."

"Okay." Daniel sits back down, and it doesn't go unnoticed by you that he sits closer this time, your arms and legs pressed against each other.

"Good. 'Cause, there's something I wanna ask you."

"What's that?"

"There isn't some teacher or co-worker style of a rule that says two karate students can't go out... right?" Your eyes widen, and your full attention is on Daniel, watching his talk as he looks out to sea and slowly sneaks his hand over to cover yours. "Right?"

"Uh, I don't think there is, actually."

"So?"

You try to sustain the grin that threatens to show itself on your face. "Gold 'N' Stuff?"

"What?"

"For our date? On... Saturday?"

"Uh- yes! Saturday's my birthday. Talk about the best birthday ever!" Daniel's fist pumps the air, and you can't hold back your laughter at his dork nature.

"Pick me up at 7?"

"You got it."

You smile again, reaching up to take his chin between your fingers and turning him to face you once more. You glance at his lips and then up to his eyes, asking for permission. He looks surprised, but he nods before putting his free hand on your neck and pulling you in for a soft, sweet and utterly too short of a kiss. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you pull away, eyes closed.

Daniel sighs before saying, "the chores and achy arms were worth it to get to meet you, you know, Y/N."

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aestheticsuwu · 3 years ago

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I got my mind full of Unsaid Things

Robby Keene x Doug Rickenberger

@shortkingkeene Requested. I don't know if i succeded to embody your vision like the way you wanted , i hope you like it and Thank you for asking me to write it.

[Doug and Robby get in accident and Doug starts to think he is not good for Robby.]

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He didn't expect his parents to give him a gift. A bribing gift more like. Corresponding letters came in and his parents had their eye's on a College where he didn't quite wanted to go anymore.

Harvard is great. At one point he was on board , working his ass off in getting the grades and GPA to get a full ride to Harvard but that was all before he met Robby.

His plans changed. Told his parents over dinner one night that he is going to UCLA shocking his mom and dad.

His litter brother wide eyes looking at them not knowing the torment he cause just because a stupid college.

Lectures over Lecture that seem to go over hours and hours but nothing presuaved him only made him irritarited .He told them why.

Which was a mistake . Rickenberger didn't hear the end of it . He understood his parents side, But then again it is his decision and it didn't mean he can't get a good education in a different one.

They brought up the topic every chance they got and he endure it until they starting blaming Robby.

"You should consider Dougie. I called in the office and they still have your spot . You can still change your mind. " His mom pleaded .

He gave her a look and he knew she understood it .She lets out a sad sigh and her shoulders fell in defeat making his father bristtle with anger.

Doug didn't dare to glance at his father knowing he is probably throwing daggers with his eyes. Doug helps his brother get a better grip on his spoon who smiles at him showing off his dimples in grattitude.

He smiles back but soon it falls hearing his Dad speak.

"I think it's silly for you to throw away your future for a boy who might not be in your life in a year or worse, a month." His father green eyes had a storm in them . The grimace expression made him look older than he was.

"That's not going to happen , Dad. Im not throwing my future away . I thought about it and made my choice. I love Robby and He loves me ." He calmly states the opposite of what he felt . He had one hand on the table and the other on his knee . His thumb and pointer finger pinched at his leg to keep the urge to bite down his nails.

His father slamed his hand on the table making them flinch.

" You can't survive on love , especially if it's not the real kind." His dad sharp words cut through him . Biting down his lip until he tasted blood to not offend his father or let him see it tremble from the urge to cry.

He swallows down the feelings and locks it away . He clears his throat and stands up .

" Im going to my room." He simple states, not even daring to look at his angry dad but kept his eyes on his little brother who didn't understand a word .Leans down to give him a kiss on the crown of his head and leaves .

That was a week ago now he stands in the slippery driveway ,His mother gentle hands covering his eyes , he bets she is walking on the tip of her toes to be able to reach and his fathers firm hands guiding him.

"You can open your eyes !" Both of them yelled . He blinked in suprise . In front of them stood a brand new bike , a real beauty right in front of him.

"If i remember correctly my birthday is not today !" Doug laughs in astonishment and confusion at his parents suprise. He ran his hand through his hair and walk closer. Almost slipping from the wet pavement from the rain in the morning .

"Nene, You like it ?"

"Are you kidding !?, Its better than my old one Mom."

"Its all yours, Doug..." His dad smiled but by the tone of his voice his knew there was a catch . The key hangs from his fingers tantalizing him .

"What's the catch ?" He questions. His dad happy vibes were suspicious .

"Harvard." His Dad shrugs like if it was such an easy thing to ask for. His mother offers him a comforting smile making her look beautiful and betraying

Doug makes a tsking noise . Turning his back on them he stares at the bike ,"And here i thought you were being loving parents ." kicking a wet pebble to the side with a huff.

" You don't have to give us an answer right this moment. Take a ride in this baby and think about it ." Doug's dad offers with too much glee in his eyes . He can tell by his father face he thought he finally convince him .

His dad hands over the keys and pats him in the shoulders . Looking down at his attire , black shirt, jeans and his converse made him wonder if he should go change into something warmer.

He decides no to, might as well use the little time he has with the bike since he is not going to have it for long.

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"Robby , Cmon ! It will be a short ride and i will bring you back." Doug pleaded to his boyfriend who was not budging.

" Instead of a motorcyle your parents should've gotten you a car. Why did your parents even get you a new one ?" Robby said ignoring Doug's pleading. Robby hand traced the smooth black seat .

" Who do you think your dating? Thinking so low of me." Doug pretended to be hurt and leaned against the bike .

Robby laughs at his hurt act and roll his eyes making him smile at the action. Robby wrap his arms around his waist ,"You mention about your Dad being upset with you , Im guessing this is his way of apologizing ."

"How about that ride. Its not like its your first time ." Doug quickly change the topic.Robby has no idea about his problem with his family because he knew he would blame himself and try to change his mind.

All his Robby has to know is that UCLA is where he is going and where he always thought of going .

" No. The last time i rode with you i then got thigh burn and im not going through that again. " Robby ignores the sudden change of subject .

" That wasn't the bike it was my stubble . " He smirks at Robby who looks unimpress at his remark but he can see a subtle hint of blush . He takes it as win.

" I will let you ride in front . I'll make it work ." He whines and pouts making him feel ridiculous until Robby gave in .

"Fine !." Robby didn't look to happy but smile regardless when Doug leans down to kiss him .

Robby goes inside his house to get a jacket.He waits patiently, looking at the sky turning a bit grey and he hoped it wouldn't rain.

Robby came back with a denim jacket , ripped denim jeans and converse .

"Double denim . Lookin' sexy , Baby." ,Doug catcalls and passes him his helmet that he brought in hopes Robby agreed.

"Shut up ." Robby chuckles and hops on the motorcylce .

Doug sits behind Robby , bringing a hand to move Robby where he needed him to be. Placing in the key to turn on the engine making it come alive . The rumble was music to his ear, Robby place his hands on top of his where they gripped the breaks.

His foot lifts up the kickstand and kicks up his feet up and begins to drive. He started off slow and only sped up a notch once he left further from Robby house.

The chilly wind ran pass them and over their bodys reminding him he only wore a sleveless shirt . Stoping at red light made him feel anxious only calming his nerve once realeasing the brakes on green light.

The problems left his mind and dissapear into the wind. Cars passing by and building seem like a blur but the excitement pumping through his blood was present .

Which made him forget all safety reasons and sped up faster passing the limit and made turns quickly making Robby to speak up.

"Doug maybe you should slow down!" Robby yells and tighten his grip on Doug wrist .

It starts to rain . Robby voice brings him back and the wet drops from the sky. A black truck coming in their direction makes him take quick turn to the right making the bike tires make a screeching noise.

"Doug!" Robby screams at him warning him of the car he is about to crash into.

Doug trys to pull the breaks but with the accelerated speed , the sudden turn and slippery wet pavement from the rain made him lose control .

The bike crashes into the white car that doesn't manage to halt in time. He lets go of the brakes and immediately takes a hold of Robby . Using his body to prevent any damage to the shorter male.

Hitting the ground he blacks out for a moment.. Eyes are open but they keep closing. Head feels ten times heavier maybe its the helmet . Rain splatters over the windshield .

He can't move. There's no weight over him .

Robby. Robby . Robby.

"Robby." It comes out in a broken whisper. No answer. "Robby!" A bit louder this time. No answer . People start to make commotion , some start yelling for help , some start to explain to others what happened.

What happened ? Rain splatters more vigorously on him and to the ground making splashing sounds.

Conjuring all the strength he can as painful as it felt ,He gets up. A gasp comes from the crowd. Reaching up to get rid of the stupid helmet and pain surges from fingers to his wrist and shoulders.

He lets out a sound of pain . Throwing the helmet aside he still feels 20 times heavier .

" Dont move kid . Stay where you at. The ambulance are on their way." Someone says a-bit muffled.

Doug lets out labored breaths and a urge of vomit makes him frozen. There's blood on him , the rain gets on his eyes but feels thicker . Ignoring the stranger he tries to do the effort of getting up but he falls.

Knees make harsh contact with the cement , " Robby !" He yells but no answer. Crawls forward , terror started to grow at the pit of his stomach. He sees the stupid bike at the corner of his eye the urge to puke resurfaces.

Until his hand makes contact with another hand.

Robby limp body is there. Doug takes a trembling breath , tries one more time to stand he puts his weight on his palm resulting in inmense pain rediating from his right hand up to his shoulder.

"Baby. Fuck , Open your eyes .Please ." Doug pleads , hands hover but to scared to touch in fear of hurting him more " Wake up , Wake up ."He lets out wet sob a pain soaring through his throat . The helmet is still on blocking him to see his face.

Why isn't he waking up? Dont leave me.

The ambulance and police arive, they try to pull him away but he shrugs them away he has to stay with Robby but it's useless their more stronger.

Everything happening to fast. Two medics are placing Robby in a stretcher and takes him . He stands up and refuse any help and gets on the ambulance with Robby

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Doug prostested against the nurses trying to check for any injuries . They leave him alone after one of the male staff received a blow to the face by his knee.

He was sent to sit down on the stiff chairs and left with a security on stand by just in case of another commotion.

Biting down his nails from his left hand to calm his nerves, his leg start to bounce , his mouth taste like metallic once again , Doug takes a look , he's nails are bleeding from tearing his nail with his teeth.

How can he be so reckless.

He shuts his eyes and start to pray. Please Father i ask , im begging you to save Robby. I know you can heal him from your divine grace. He doesn't deserve pain, punish me that-

"Patient Robby Keene, Im his father !" Someone storms in and speaks to the nurse , a familiar voice yells.

He snapped his head up and look to his left , there stood Mr.Lawrence alongside is Mr.LaRusso looking worried .

The nurse clicks on her keyboard and she points his direction and informs them that Robby is in the ER .

The walk over and dread washes over him for the second time . Shaking he stands up and face Robby father.

" Tell me what happened." The angry adult commands .

"I lost control of the bike and i didn't see the car coming, Im sorry ." Stuttering out his reply he felt like a kid in the moment.

"I warned you in the begining kid. To not hurt my son and what do you do ! Huh !", Mr. Lawrence snarls at him , the hurt evident in his eyes . The man takes a hold of his shoulders making wince in pain .

Mr.LaRusso pulls him away before he makes any other move. Doug did his best to keep his composure and not look pathetic but the shame took over his body making him look away from the glare of an angry parent.

Footsteps are heard and shoes appear infront of him . Hunched over , he didn't dare to look up. Brain still fuzzy , he regrets not letting the nurse check him.

Tory and him are matching . There's blood on his and she has dirt on hers. Their voices sound far away , his mind kept replaying the incident trying to find how he could've avoided the accident.

Robby laying there looking lifeless kept tormenting him. His eyes stinged from the unshed tears pain bubbled up from his chest to the throat from keep down the urge to sob. Grinding his jaw from the pain surging all over his body.

The pain starts to become stronger now the adrelanine and shock slowly wears off.

Dainty hands get a grip in the front of his shirt forcing him to stand up . Looks down to face her , Sam face is screwed in anger he's half listening but the words he catch on sting.

"If anything bad happens to Robby-," The corner of his eyes he can tell by the stance of the rest are feeling the same. They are Robby's friend, of course they care for the health of the short boy. She threathens him.

Demetri is next he gets up in his face to spit out words . This might be the first time he seen the guy mad like a rabid dog and not like a scared cat..

" I knew you would hurt him all along . You don't deserve him!" Demetri yells before he shoves him hard, again and again until Eli pulls him away but not without giving him a dissapointed look.

"You should leave . Your not welcome here. Rickenberger." Sam said in disdane her eyes watering and her lip began to wobble.

He shakes his head in protest. Taking a deep breath in before speaking up. "Im not leaving Robby. He needs me- I need him." He correct himself, voice sounds hoarse and broken. Dizzynes makes its appearance again the aching from his fingertips start to bother him more.

" You did enough today don't you think . You heard them , Robby doesn't need you he has us." Tory speaks up . Voice harsh like her cold icy blue eyes that were glassy.

Scoffing at her , at them . He wants to scream at them for thinking he would want to hurt the person he loves but he looks around. In ER without any news of his boyfriend .

It true. Its his fault. He put Robby in danger , not anyone but him.

Defeated he nods and leaves but takes a glance behind him as if to say goodbye to Robby. Miguel held Sam in his arms, Eli whispered in Demetri ear calming him down and Tory stands there looking at him . For a brief second she looks heartbroken and he wants to reach out to her but she leaves to sit with Robby parent's.

"Doug!, Are you okay?!, What happen ?!", His mother rush to him and asked worried .

"I don't think you can take the bike to the dealership anymore." He mutters.

His parents give him a heartbreaking look , his dad chuckles sadly ," You are more important than some scraps. I love you ." The gentleness of his father voice was the final crack to fall apart. He starts crying , the sob escaping from him and he held onto them like his life depended on them .

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Two dislocated fingers. Sprained wrist and bruised shoulder that ran to his back. A deep cut above the eyebrow .

Turns out he had injuries after all . The doctor explained it all to his parents from his clipboard. His shoulder took the first to hit the ground and landed on his right arm .

Doug manage to get information on Robby after telling him he was his boyfriend and needed to know.

Doctor only inform him that he wasout of critical danger , but had a broken leg and had to undergo into sugery . But everything was fine .

It didn't help Doug feel any better.

His parents brought him fresh clothes to change since the doctor gave them the okay to leave . He didn't want to leave Robby but he knew he would bring problems if he stayed.

He manage to speak to Tory before he lleaves.

" Listen, Tory , I need you to be by his side in his recovery. Do me a favor , text me about his recovery."

"I don't understand . What we said- We said it in a bad state, our friend who is pratically family had gotten injured and thought the worse. Im sorry , Doug."

"You guys are right .Im doing what's best for him. I need to be away and put my distance -"

"What if he ask about you ?"

"Tell him Im sorry ."

He leaves her in the room and doesn't cry until he's at home .

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He's on kid duty watching his little brother play in the front yard screaming his ear off.Who knew how loud he could be , don't they have small lungs .

A car pulls up,It's Sams car . She steps out and walks to the passenger door pulling out crutches .Robby steps out of the car with her help.

"Stay here don't move ok , Ben."

He rushes to Robby , not wanting the boy to hurt himself by walking to much.

"Hope you don't mind me visiting , i thought it would be nice to visit my boyfriend who had the absurd idea thinking we broke up." Robby sarcastically said .

" You shouldn't be here . You should be resting , Does your parents know your here."

"Hi , ben ." Robby waved , " are you going to let me in or what . You used to be thrilled to have me in your room alone is it the crutches or the boot that's a turnoff." Robby teased ignoring everything that he just said.

"They guys told me what happened. They want to apologize.My Dad even offered to cook you dinner but I promise Daniel will be cooking."

"Why are you taking this so heart-lighted? I put you in a hospital. Im the reason you have to use crutches and i probably cause you trauma ."

"And you decided that it meant for you to break up with me . Boyfriend of the year !,Instead you could've been there by my side ."

"Now we are in the same page, Im not good for you , we should leave it as it is. Not drag this on."

"Drag this on ?," Robby scoffs at him ,"Why are you acting like this !? Im not gonna force you to be with me but it will be really idiotic of you to not realise your being fooled by your fears."

"Remember the first time i met your parents . When we broke into an empty house in Ecino and we got caught, the cop let us go with a warning since he was your uncle ," Robby walked closer with the help of his clutches , a nostolgic expression came across them both," Your parents were pissed and i threw a fit thinking you were going to end our relationship but you calmed me down and promised me that nothing or no one would seperate us-"

"Then you threaten me if i ever went back on my word you would kick my ass." Doug lets out a chuckle at the memory .

"It wasn't your fault what happened , I don't blame you Dee, you had alot in your plate that day with your parents pressuring you with harvard-"

Doug quickly look at Robby in suprise "Your parents came to visit me and told me all about it ." Robby sheepishly smiled up at him .

"The secret is out i guess." Doug turn to look back to check on his little brother , but the kid was entertained playing with his toys is his now grass stained clothes.

He knows the guilt won't automatically go away but after what Robby said ,He felt like the weight on his shoulders were lifted. "Let's go in .I warn you now that you will have to keep your hands away from below my waist ." Doug says pointing behind him where little Ben is. Making Robby grin ear-to-ear and Doug leant down to kiss him .

"I love you."

"I love you too.Alright lets go in Bubba , I really have to pee !" He says making Doug burst out laughing . He guides him into the house and calls Ben to go inside . Closing the door he lets out a sigh he didn't realise he was holding in and breaks out of his trance when Robby yells at him to help him pee.

Which Doug never thought he would hear those words come out of the brunette mouth. His heart feels lighter now having Robby close .

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