#insaneekitty

[insaneekitty]

PATCH YOU UP

DANIEL was down on the mat, fighting a guy that was slightly bigger than him. you watched closely at his moves, watching the kick he just did.

it was 2 to 2. you believed that daniel was going to win this, other matches were happening around you, but, you only focused on his.

you stood close by his sensei, mr. miyagi, seeing how he nodded in approval towards daniel’s fighting. he taught him well, and mr. miyagi was proud of him.

but then, it seemed like he got startled. you snapped your head back to the mat, and saw daniel on the floor. he was holding his nose in pain. the screams that overtook the once excited cheerful screams from the bleachers, was now taken over by the screams of agony. you quickly ran over to daniel’s side, followed by mr. miyagi.

“daniel!” you exclaimed. “what’s the matter? what happened?” you placed a hand on his cheek, resulting in a hiss from daniel due to the overwhelming pain that was overpowering his face.

the referee ran over and knelt down to his side. “kid, are you okay?” he said, tapping on daniel’s shoulder.

daniel tried to mutter something out, but it was just groans. you looked up at the referrer with a worried look in your eyes. the referee called the medic over, and she quickly lifted daniel by his armpit; you followed them as they entered the locker room.

“daniel, you’re going to be okay. okay?” you tried to reassure him, but the state he was in wasn’t good. his nose was bleeding profusely, there was blood coming from the bridge of the nose, and blood coming out from the nostrils. is his nose broken?

he was placed on a bench. apparently, a more serious injury happened, resulting in the medic having to go assist that person. “here, just patch his nose up. he should be fine.” she said, handing you some supplies.

“baby..” daniel muttered, he leaned his back against the locker that was placed behind the bench.

“don’t worry, my love, i’ll patch you up.” you said, giving him a smile.

you stepped closer to him, and began to wrap your legs around his torso. you sat comfortably in his lap. then you got tissues and held it to his bloody nose.

“agh.” daniel groaned.

you placed a hand on his cheek, rubbing it gently. “i’m sorry, i’ll try to be gentle. okay?” you said, giving him a quickly kiss on his cheek. he nodded.

then, you removed the tissue from his nose and flipped it around to pat the blood from his bridge.

there was a bandaid that the medic had also gave you, so you unwrapped it and placed it carefully on the bridge of his nose. the blood that was once staining on his upper lip was now gone, you cleaned it all up.

“there baby, all good.” you whispered, ruffling his hair.

daniel had calmed down, and was staring into your eyes. his eyes looked like glossy, puppy eyes. “thank you.. love.”

he pulled you in, and kissed you. you closed your eyes and kissed him back. the kisses turned sloppy. the hands that were once ruffling his hair gently, was now slightly tugging on it. daniel groaned.

he kissed you roughly, but passionate. you pulled away from the kiss to catch a breath, your lips were swollen red.

daniel brought his thumb up and brushed it over your lips. “it’s hard to control myself when you look like this.” he spoke, giving you a kiss on the neck.

under his eyes it was turning a light purple, but he didn’t seem to mind anymore about the pain, or getting injured. he could on focus on you.

chat this is my first fic on here, i’m lowkey ass at it… i usually do better when i have request so don’t be shy and send me some ideas! current interests rn are mike schmidt, and daniel larusso, and mostly everyone from cobra kai, but i’m up to do anything!!

[insaneekitty]

safe with you, mike schmidt.

— when you tag along with mike to his new security job at a rundown pizzeria, things don’t go as planned.

warnings: gn!reader, injuries?, lowercase, probably shitty so i apologize..

“please please please!” you begged, giving your best puppy eyes to your boyfriend.

“okay. fine, i guess.” mike said, giving into you. he threw on a jacket, then got the smaller jacket off the rack at tossed it to you.

you caught it right before it hit you dead in the face. “i have a feeling this is gonna be a bad idea.” mike said, sighing.

“oh come on!” you exclaimed. “i’m sure it’s not even gonna be bad, plus i’m gonna be there so it’s gonna be even better for you!”

mike smirked at your enthusiasm, he opened the front door and exited. you doing the same.

it was time to go, and you couldn’t control your excitement. you heard all about this place, mike even told you they have big robots! that should be interesting.

-

after awhile of driving to the pizzeria, you finally arrived. you took in the view of the place, the tall sign that’s supposed to be standing was laying on the floor. there was a gate around the door, the lights off.

mike parked the car in the parking lot, the parking space lines barley visible. “here’s the place you wanted to go so badly.” he said while getting out the car, a mocking tone in his voice.

“yes, actually. plus i came because i miss you when your gone.” you said, getting out the passenger side and going to him with a frown plastered on your face.

he smiled, giving you a kiss on the lips. “just stay close near me okay? this place is.. weird.”

“yeah yeah!” you said rushing to the door, waiting for mike to catch up to you so he can unlock the gate.

he approached behind you and opened the gate. mike then opened the door, and held it open until you entered.

the place was dirty, as expected. old party hats placed on tables. “so where’s the office?” you spoke, curiousness washed over you as you inspected the place more.

“follow me, love.” mike said, walking through the dining area and to a hallway. he opened the office door, and you both entered.

“promise me you’ll be a good girl?” he said, looking deeply into your eyes.

“yes, of course i will.” you said in a convincing tone.

“good.” mike walked over to the desk, and flipped through the cameras. you took a seat at the table near the back of the room.

-

it was night and mike was resting his head on the desk. you haven’t fallen asleep yet due to how uncomfortable the chair was. you should’ve thought this through. maybe you should’ve brought a inflatable bed.

you laid your head on your hand, looking around the room. then, an idea popped into your head, a risky one.

quietly, you pushed yourself out the chair, and started walking to the door. it was closed shut, and you had to push against it to open it. while you were pushing on the door, you made sure to look behind you to mike to make sure he was still sleeping. once the door open you quickly but quietly slipped out.

you sighed, and began to walk down the hallway. it was dark, and you were stepping on different things that were scattered across the floor.

you entered the dining room, your eyes falling on the red button that read “showtime.”

“oh my god. does that mean the robots are gonna perform! heck yeah!” you said excitedly.

you ran over to the button, stopping when you got in a close enough range to push it. when you pushed it lights started flashing, and a song started playing. talking in your sleep.

“…i can hear the things that you’re dreaming about..”

the curtains swung open, a bear, bunny, and chicken stood there. moving to the beat. “wow!”

you walked over to the lone stage, and peered inside. it was a fox that looked scarier then the rest.

suddenly there was a noise that came from behind you, subconsciously, you quickly snapped your head to where the noise was. then, out of no where, something sharp made contact with your forearm. “fuck!” you yelled, your hand swiftly moved to where the pain was coming from.

you looked up to see the fox with red eyes, without thinking you ran, swerving passed chairs that have been knocked over.

you looked behind you and the curtains were already closed again. you kept holding your arm, stumbling into walls before you finally made it back to the office.

you swung the door open, and walked in, quickly shutting the door behind you. “mike..! agh shit.” you yelled.

he woke up quickly, startled by how you were yelling. he took in the sight of you leaning against the wall, a hand over your arm, blood leaking from the area.

“what the fuck happened?” he said frantically, getting out of his seat quickly and going to your aid.

“i.. the..” you tried to speak, but you were in shock, and out of breath.

“okay, okay, just calm down baby okay?” he spoke softly, a hint of panic in his voice. mike put a hand on your back and led you to the chair.

you leaned back in the chair, still groaning in pain. you watched as mike was searching around the office for a first aid. when he finally found one, he opened it swiftly. he pulled out alcohol and a piece of cloth, in which he wet the cloth with some alcohol.

“baby, trust me okay? move your hand i need to clean the wound.” he reassured.

you complied with him, removing your hand from your forearm that revealed a deep cut. mike quickly put the cloth on their, causing you to react and slightly yell.

“it’s okay, baby. it’s gonna be okay, it will be over in a second.” mike said, you nodded.

he removed the cloth then wrapped the wound up in gauze. after he finished patching you up, he pulled you into his lap, making you rest your head on his shoulder.

the pain wasn’t as bad, but it definitely wasn’t all the way gone. but mike made it feel better, his presence distracting you from the pain.

the sight of the fox animatronic never leaving your mind. maybe it was all just my imagination.

you eventually fell asleep, and mike brung you out to the car.

-

when you woke up, you were in a different setting. it was yours and mikes bedroom, you were laying down and mike was behind you, hugging you protectively.

you turned around the face him, cuddling into him. resting your head in his neck. mike must’ve woke up because he planted a kiss on your forehead, and hugged you tighter.

you felt safe with him, you knew he would protect you no matter what. if you got injured, he will be there for you.

you fell back asleep with mikes arms wrapped around you.

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