#karate kid x reader

[jaidens]

hi! could you write something where daniel larusso is at soccer practice & his girlfriend is there watching him, and then afterwards when practice is done, they sneak off under the bleachers and talk & hold hands and kiss? y'know, just typical high school stuff 🫶🏻 thank you!

You've Got A Smile That Can Light Up This Whole Town — Daniel Larusso

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : none

a/n [s] : thank YOU for the request! I hope this fulfills what you asked.

You sat on the bleachers, doing your homework two classes before. The hot sun beams down on you as you stare at Daniel. In all of his glory, he passed the ball through the green grass on the field. His coach is yelling at the team to “get themselves together” because they had choked the scrimmage.

The coach says they're off for the day and you see him running his sweaty hair back. Daniel picks up his stuff from the ground, takes his water bottle out, and takes a chug from it. You hear his Long Island accent ring out as he talks to one of his teammates, Josh. You were never quite fond of his team, as some of them had messed with your best friend.

A couple minutes later you finished your homework and put it in your backpack. You continued staring at Daniel. It was hard not to. His gorgeous tan skin was shining in the sun. He was slightly sweaty, shaking out his dark-brown hair. Daniel walked around the bleachers and up the stairs, carrying his soccer bag. You smile at him as he drops his bag next to yours and sits down. “Hey, Danny! How was the practice? You smell like sweat.” You teased and he put his arm around your shoulders. “Hey there.. the practice was good. Coach just will not get off of us over a scrimmage.” He says groaning.

“So dramatic aren't you? Wanna go under the bleachers? This heat is killing me.” You say, picking up your backpack and standing up. “And I'm the dramatic one?” Daniel says, grabbing his stuff and following you as you race down the stairs and to under the metal bleachers.

There's a couple people, mostly you and Daniel’s friends that are relaxing. You wave at your friend from chemistry and she smiles at you, just before her obnoxious boyfriend starts eating her mouth again. You make sure there are no teachers and pull Danny’s hand to get him closer to you. It provided a secret hiding place for you and Daniel to spend time together.

Daniel takes his jacket from his bag and puts it on the ground for you two to sit on. “Such a gentleman aren't you?" You said, grabbing his jersey to pull him down to the ground with you. He pulls out a couple of snacks his Mother packs for him whenever he has practiced. It's an assortment of finger food, crackers, and pretzels.

“How was class?” Daniel asks eventually, swinging his arms around your shoulders once more pulling you into his side. You remember, one day, his mother said you fit together like puzzle pieces and you almost cried. He was your best love, the sweetest and most caring boy ever who was completely fearless. “It was good. Mr. Johnson was yelling at this girl today and it was so hilarious.” Daniel laughs along with you as he stares at you while you speak about other classes you've had today.

Daniel was always a romantic after being raised extremely well by Lucille. He would never let you open a door if he was there, even if it was your bedroom door. The way he wrote notes for you and hid them in your books for every class. You always wondered how you were able to catch him. The star of the soccer team and the star of the Miyagi-Do Karate dojo. Even if he was the only one in the dojo.

“How was your day Danny? How was class?” You ask, taking another handful of snacks to eat. He starts talking about an annoying teacher, and a random thing that happened with Johnny. You can't help but admire him, the way he always has a small smile on his face when he explains stuff. His nose squeezes together whenever he eats a super salty pretzel but he continues explaining.

“Are you even listening baby?” Daniel says a few seconds later, after seeing (what he calls it) “your head in the clouds look”. You shake your head out of your daydream. “No! No, I'm listening. You were talking about Ashley Henderson!” You spout out, not sure if you were exactly right. You lay further on his shoulder and you smell his cologne. “Yeah alright." Danny’s Long Island was thicker whenever he was slightly tired. After practice, he would be almost unintelligible as you heard the way his words would stick together.

“Y’know. My Ma asked if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight. We're having her famous lasagna I think. My Nonna taught it to her.” Daniel asks, running his fingers down your spine, something he did unconsciously whenever you laid on him.

You sat up slightly, looking up at his baby browns and his jaw. He has a small scar on the edge of his face from falling when he was younger. You always liked to kiss over it whenever you were alone. Secretly, Daniel loved it too. You let your lips fall on the scar, giving a small peck onto it. "Yeah, I'll come. Lucille always makes the best food. She could serve me mud and grass and I think I would still eat it.

“She does make pretty good food doesn't she?” He says, giving you a small smirk before holding his hand out for you to take. It was something he did after he got punched in the lip and you said he couldn't talk just in case he'd hurt his lip and to “hold out your hand if you want me to hold it.” You grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers together with his. He smiled at you before leaning close to your face.

You connect your lips with his, giving a slow kiss to him. Daniel slowly reaches his hand to your face, holding it as you continue kissing. Some of Danny's teammates walk up behind him and smack his shoulders before saying, “Get some!” You had to pull away to laugh as he turned away embarrassed.

“Your teammates are crazy Danny.” You say, pointing out the obvious as Daniel runs his hand down your arm. “Yeah I know. I gotta’ play with them baby.” He says sarcastically throwing his head to the side. You laugh at him as he readjusts his hips, slowly pushing them up to fix his back.

You grin as you lay back down on his shoulder. After it got hurt during the karate tournament, you were always careful about putting too much pressure on it. Daniel told you it was fine, but you were still worried. Danny stares up at the clock that sat outside and looks back at you. “We have five minutes until our next class. What do you wanna do for the rest? Jus’ relax or am I thinking what you're thinking..?”

You push yourself up off the ground and stare into Daniel’s eyes. After dating Daniel for a year, you always notice his eyes have a sense of mischievousness in them. Lucille would always point it out too, how whenever he would look at something, there would always be a look in his eyes daring himself to do something.

"Oh, Daniel! No… I'm gonna get to class before I'm late. You know I have Mr. Thompson." You said, gently slapping his shoulder. He always knows you're joking, but you see him pretend to be upset and pout his lip out. You grab your backpack off the ground and his jacket. He grabs your arm and pulls you into a hug. "Hey, I'll see you later," Daniel says. You smile before hugging him again and kissing his cheek before walking off to your class. He waves you off, staring at you and you walk away.

[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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[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.

[tateszn]

making cookies w daniel

a/n: the moodboard is blurry AND theres chocolate chip cookies instead of sugar. please dont talk about it :(

daniel pushed the cart as you navigated through the store. your goal was to find the baking aisle, so you two could bake cookies and decorate them that night. you walked for a while until you came to an abrupt stop when you reached the aisle, causing daniel to bump into you with the cart.

“ow danny!” you whined.

“sorry sweetheart!” he apologized. you walked into the aisle, looking at the abundance of cake, cookie, and brownie mixes, paired with colorful sprinkles and varying icing colors.

“should we get sugar cookies or chocolate chip?” you ask daniel.

“ummm… sugar,” he responds. you grab the box of sugar cookie mix. he walks over to where the icing is located, trying to decide what colors you guys should get to decorate your cookies with. you take notice of his puzzled expression and walk over to help him.

“what’s up?” you ask. 

“im not sure what colors we should get.” he has pink and purple containers of icing in his hands, with a small pout on his face.

“hmmm,” you think, “what if we got this variety pack,” you say picking up a box of small icing tubes, “it’s cheaper and we get more colors!” daniel looks at the box and nods in agreement. you take it from him and place it in the cart. 

before leaving, you both take a lap around the store. you spend some time messing with stuff in the toy aisle, testing makeup on daniels arm, and asking which nail polishes would look best on you. once you finally decide to checkout, daniel pays for everything and carries all the bags to the car. what a gentleman! 

back at your house, daniel takes everything out of the grocery bags and onto the kitchen counter. you’re washing your hands while daniel is scrambling to find supplies and preheating the oven. 

after daniel washes his hands and you finish mixing everything, you and daniel begin rolling out the dough into balls. 

“daniel! stop eating the raw dough!” you scold as you move the almost empty bowl away from him.

“‘m sorry, i cant help it.”

“don’t come crying to me once you get sick.” you tease. once all the dough is on the pan, you move it into the oven. you set the oven timer to 10 minutes, and take this time to clean up your kitchen. daniel washes the dishes as you wipe down the counter and grab your box of icings. once the oven beeps, daniel grabs the pan of cookies and places it on the counter to cool down. 

you and daniel are decorating your cookies, you’re both giggling and talking all the while. you’re having the best time sharing each other’s small illustrations. some of the cookies included you and daniel holding hands as cats, a drawing of you by daniel, and a drawing of daniel by you. 

as you plated the cookies, you couldnt help but think about how you wouldnt trade daniel for anything in the world.

[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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[shelbgrey]

Just a big softy (Johnny Lawrence)

Paring: Teen!Johnny Lawrence x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: after a rough few lessons at Cobra Kai Johnny convinces his girlfriend to ditch school when he finds out she's not feeling good either.

Request: @johnnylawerencegirl1984

MasterList ML2

Johnny had been running himself ragged lately. He was getting shit at home and when he'd go to Cobra Kai(the place he used to escape home) he'd get shit there too. It wasn't even Wednesday yet and he was ready for the week to end.

His head was pounding that morning and his jaw ribs were aching from last night's karate class. He just wanted to see Shelby and not kick in anyone who slammed their locker in the head. He finally saw you at the end of the hallway digging in your locker. He cracked a slight smile.

“Hey” he murmured, leaning against the locker next to hers. He rested the side of his forehead against the locker, the cold metal helping a bit

Y/n peaked over her opened locker door, she could already tell something was off. “Hey, baby” she said softly, grabbing her history book. “You didn't call last night” she said it in a sympathetic tone that wanted him to know she was concerned, not disappointed.

Her tone made his entire body soften. Johnny turned his head slightly, opening his eyes slowly so he could see you from the side. “I know. I’m sorry. It was a long night.”

He lifted his head with a sigh, rubbing his forehead with his hand, wincing as he applied pressure to a dark, but fading bruise near his hairline.

“Hey, what happened?” she asked softly, brushing some of his hair to the side to see the damage. “Did that happen in class?”

Johnny winced slightly. “Sort of,” he replied bluntly.

He closed his eyes again momentarily before opening them to look at her. The longer he looked, the more he realized how tired he looked. Dark circles shadowed his eyes and he was paler than normal.

“You look like shit, baby” she tried to joke, but it came out too sweet sounding. He's the one that cursed most of the time, not her. He looked how she left, like shit.

Johnny huffed out a quiet laugh and cracked a slight smile. “Thanks. You sure know how to make a guy feel special.” He replied, reaching out to brush his knuckles softly against her cheek.

“You're knuckles are bruised too,” she said softly, grabbing his hand gently. “What the heck did he make you guys do yesterday?” she asked, her thumb brushing over the top of his hand.

Johnny looked down as y/n grabbed his hand, seeing the bruises and scrapes along with the various yellowing blemishes. “A little bit of everything. We’re practicing for a tournament.”

He tried to focus on the way her thumb traced over his hand. He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, relishing in her touch. God, he didn’t deserve her.

“Oh yeah, that's coming up” she nodded, standing up on her toes to grab something from the top shelf of her locker. As she stretched she felt a random, stabbing pain in her side, it was nothing new and she dealt with it like the rest of the female population. Y/n didn't give a visible reaction, it never felt right to her to play the 'cramp card'. And she felt she couldn't just stand there complaining about it when her boyfriend was in the shape he was.

Johnny’s eyes were drawn to the way y/n stretched, the way her shirt lifted just enough to show a glimpse of her curves. In a different circumstance, he’d make a dirty comment or even reach out and touch her. Right now, however, his mind was elsewhere. “You okay?”

“yeah” she said, and it was truthful. Then she felt him move behind her, like he was hiding her body between his and her locker.

“Are you sure? Because there's blood on the back of your pants” he whispered to her so only she could hear. He kept her body shielded by his own and looked around the hallway, watching for prying eyes.

“shit,” she squeezed her eyes shut, embarrassed. “really?”

Johnny nodded. “Yeah,” Johnny quickly took his red cobra Kai jacket off and tied it around her waist. When she was covered, he stepped back and looked around again, making sure the coast was clear. He looked down at her again and softened. “screw it, you wanna ditch?”

She nodded. “Yeah”

Johnny nodded as well, wrapping an arm around y/n’s waist. “C’mon.” He kept her closely to his side as the two of them started walking out of the school. It took a bit of navigating through the hallway, and Johnny may or may not have shoulder checked someone trying to get her out, but once they were both outside Johnny took a breath of fresh air and pulled her closer to him. “C’mere” he murmured, keeping a protective hold of her as he guided her over to his parked motorcycle.

“I don't have my helmet” she said, with a straight face. Johnny had bought one for her and wouldn't let her on his bike without it. She usually rode to school with him, but since he wasn't feeling too hot she bummed a ride off her brother Tommy.

Johnny looked down at y/n for a long moment, trying to decide if she was telling the truth or trying to be difficult. “Did you really forget it or are you just trying to push my buttons?”

She knew he was tired and on the edge, but that didn't stop her from showing his attitude with her own “you didn't pick me up for school this morning, so no. I don't have it”

Johnny closed his eyes with a small groan, feeling that same pang of guilt he’s felt all day. Johnny wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her against him tightly, pressing his lips against her hairline. “I’m sorry” he whispered.

“it's okay” she said softly, wrapping her arms around his waist and nuzzling her nose against his shoulder.

Johnny inhaled deeply, the faint scent of y/n’s shampoo filling his nostrils. He took another moment to relish in the feeling of having her pressed against him. Her comfort was a small ray of sunshine on his otherwise shitty day. He pulled back just enough to plant a kiss to her temple.

He sighed as he pulled away, already missing her closeness. He took a small step back, his body aching in protest. Johnny swung his leg over the bike and sat down, shifting to the edge of the seat. He patted the back of bike behind him, signaling for her to climb on. “put this on” he said, handing y/n his helmet.

She got on the back of is bike and put his helmet on. She relaxed into the feeling of it all, her arms wrapped around his waist and the way the inside of his helmet smelled like his cologne. Johnny started the bike once she was settled, savoring the feeling of her pressed against his back. He pulled out of the school’s parking lot and started driving. The feeling of her against him and the cool breeze blowing against his face provided a soothing distraction from his body pain.

He decided to forgo heading directly home. Instead he took the long route, wanting to drive for as long as possible. He weaved the bike through the small suburb streets, passing by the familiar houses. Johnny slowed and stopped in front of his house.

“stay here for a moment” he said, turning the engine off. He unlocked the house to look around and make sure no one was home. Johnny checked the living room and kitchen to see if anyone was home. He peeked into the garage to see if his step-dad's car was present but thankfully it wasn’t. He stepped back through the front door, closing it quietly behind him.

He walked back towards y/n, stuffing his keys back in his pocket. He reached up and gently removed the helmet from her head. “Coast is clear” he said gruffly, tossing the helmet onto the bike’s seat. He stepped closer to her, lacing his fingers together with hers, walking her towrds his house. They entered the expensive home and closed the front door behind them and locked it. He kept her hand in his as he started walking towards his room, leading y/n down the hallway. Once in his room he kicked off his shoes. “I have some clothes you can change into”

Y/n nodded, untying his jacket from her waist as Johnny went to his closet and started digging through a pile of clothes on the floor. He pulled out a faded red shirt and a pair of black sweats and set them on the bed. He then went to his dresser and grabbed a pair of gray boxers and tossed them on top of the clothes.

“I think my mom has,” he paused, kinda embarrassed. “girl product… Stuff, I'll check in her bathroom”

“okay” She nodded. Her heart swelled for him, she only got to see this side of him and no one in the school would expect Johnny Lawrence to go out of his way to make someone comfortable.

Johnny left to go to the bathroom, returning a few seconds later with a small box of tampons and a small towel. “Uhh.. I grabbed you a towel as well.. for just in case” he said softly, setting the items on the bed.

He stood next to y/n awkwardly, not sure if there was a polite way to ask if she was feeling bleh. “Are you-” he paused, looking down at the bed. “Are your cramps really bad this month?”

“Johnny,” she said, cutting him off. She was never one to talk about that stuff. She also knew he was probably feeling so much worse right now from being with Kreese and his lessons. “don't worry about it. I'm just gonna use your bathroom”

Johnny bit his lip, nodding in understanding. He couldn't even imagine what it felt like to have bad cramps. He's witnessed her mood changes, food cravings and overall fatigue during that time of the month. Not to mention how he's seen her wince out of nowhere if she leaned against something or certain clothing made her uncomfortable. He knew y/n was trying to tough it out for his benefit and he hated it.

She grabbed the clothes he put out for her and went into the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom. Johnny laid down on his bed, his back and ribs throbbing as he leaned against the pillows. Despite this, he felt some of the tension slowly leave his body, being replaced by exhaustion. While he waited, y/n took her time to clean up and get comfortable. She tossed her dirty clothes in his hamper and put on the pair of boxers he gave her followed by the pair of sweatpants that were a couple of sizes too big and the old faded cobra Kai t-shirt he usually gave her when she stayed over.

Johnny then heard the bathroom door open and looked over towrds her. He looked at her for a few moments, admiring the way his clothes hung off her frame. He patted the spot next to him, motioning for her to come lay down with him.

Y/n crawled underneath the coveres with him. She cuddles close to him, laying on her side, facing him. She rested her head on the edge of his pillow, sharing it. “how are you feeling?” she asked softly, brushing some of his blonde locks out of his face.

Johnny closed his eyes as she settled next to him, the pain fading as her touch grounded him. “I’m okay,” he said softly, pressing the front of his body against yours. He snaked his arm underneath her and wrapped it around her waist, pulling y/n even closer. His other arm reached up to cup her cheek as he planted a kiss on her forehead. “How are you feeling?” he asked, voice soft.

“I'm fine” she pulled the blanket over both of their shoulders and she snuggled closer to him. She gently ran her fingers through his hair.

Johnny let out a soft hum, relishing in the feeling of your touch. He rested his forehead against hers, nuzzling her nose lightly. Y/n was so sweet, so caring. So much sweeter than he deserved at least. Johnny wrapped his arm around her and pulled her even closer, wanting to feel every bit of warmth radiating from her body.

Johnny traced his index finger lightly along y/n’s cheek, following the shape of her face. His touch lingered, tracing her jawline before softly brushing his knuckles down her neck as his hand continued down her body, tracing across y/n’s collarbone and down to the hem of his faded old shirt that swallowed her frame.

Fatigue ended up taking over both of them. Johnny let out a sigh, closing his eyes and letting the exhaustion of the day wash over him. He pulled y/n even closer, not wanting any space between the two of them. He nuzzled against her neck, the both of them drifting off to sleep.

[wierdblavk-girl]

Hallo, hope you are doing well! May I request Daniel Larusso s/o headcanons, he’s best boy in the franchise, in my opinion. Ty 🙏

A/n: thanks for wishing me well I took a break from writing to spend time with my siblings before they had to go back to school I hope you enjoy this

A/n: this is my first time writing about Daniel be nice

Daniel Larusso boyfriend headcanons

*When I tell you this boy is so sweet he’s so sweet

*The type to message your feet when you tell him they’re tired

*He invites you to dinner every night

*His mom loves you she think you’re perfect for Daniel

* Would be the type of guy to buy you tampons/pads without trouble

* You sleep over a lot at his house but you can’t sleep in the same bed or his mom will kill him

* He definitely likes to put his arm around you all the time it’s just so comforting

* He likes to twirl his finger around one your tight coils/ loose curls it doesn’t matter he’ll just love to be close to you

* 1000% a lover boy he’s planning y’all wedding in his head

After you guys fight he might be a little upset but when he goes to his mom or Mr Miyagi he’ll apologize

That being said arguments will probably be a once in a blue moon because Daniel compromises

Overall 10/10 boyfriend experience

[grlsinterrupted]

valley girl ! reader x daniel larusso moodboard ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡

₊˚⊹ i’m going to start writing for the karate kid, so i decided to just start everything off with a moodboard of what my fics will be like ♡ valley girl ! reader is like.. totally bitchin’ to the max !

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[satelitis]

in which johnny lawrence is in second place to daniel larusso yet again, but we all know boys don’t cry.

g/n reader x johnny lawrence / g/n reader x daniel larusso (he’s lowkey the villan in this lmfao—)

warnings: fighting,swearing,insecurity, toxic masculinity, emotional abuse in the household. ⚠️ANGST NO FLUFF HERE⚠️

based on the song boys don’t cry by the cure , thank you to spence ml @mictodii for the inspo <3

i would say i’m sorry if i knew that it would change your mind

verbal communication was not johnny lawrence’s strong suit. he tended to be a more action oriented human being. especially when he started bullying daniel larusso, soon after he first arrived in receda. all it took was one black eye to develop around daniels eye, for you to break things off with johnny.

it had only been 2 weeks since he had moved to receda but more fights had arose between you and johnny than you had ever had in your 9 and a half months of dating.

“i’m not dating a bully.” you told him forcefully, your y/c iris’ full of disappointment and animosity, were now trying to dig away at the guilt and hurt in his own.

but i know that this time i’ve said too much been too unkind.

“well it’s not my fucking fault that larusso always gets what he fucking wants! i have nothing left, so if your going to leave me for him that’s fucking fine with me i wouldn’t expect any less! just another brick in the fucking wall.” he spat, now making full eye-contact with you.

johnny immediately knew that he had fucked up but it was too late, your eyes once full of disappointment were now doused in confusion as you didn’t even know who you were talking to at this point. as you bit the inside of your cheek, you turned around and walked the other way not wanting to say another word to johnny as you ventured home.

the moon didn’t shine that night. nor did the stars. the plethora of clouds had made it hardly visible to view the only thing you could count on one hundred percent of the time.

i try to laugh about it , cover it all up with lies.i tried to laugh about it hiding the tears in my eyes.

the next day at school you didn’t look, nor speak to johnny lawrence. he gazed at you from across the halls and lunchroom but it didn’t fix anything.

“johnny what happened between you and y/n?” bobby asked, as he had noticed you hadn’t even acknowledged johnny. johnny laughed bitterly.

“nothing man, we’ve just been off lately, nothing major.” he told the blonde boy as he looked at you, a bright smile on your face as none other than daniel larusso was talking you. joking with you. making you laugh.

cause boys don’t cry, boys don’t cry.

johnny glared at the brunette, trying not to let tears form in his eyes.

i would break at your feet and beg for forgiveness, plead with you but i know that it’s too late and there’s nothing i can do.

johnny had came up with a plan to get you back and apologize. he had bought you your favorite flower and was going to surprise you. he even wrote out a thorough thought out apology in hopes that you would forgive him and he could get you back.

soon enough, every fiber in johnny was inflamed with resentment and anger. daniel larusso had his arm wrapped around your shoulder. he was kissing your cheek. and he was complimenting you.

so i tried to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies, i tried to laugh about it cover the tears in my eyes.

that night bobby had called johnny to see how it went.

“so johnny did you get the girl back?” he asked him. johnny chuckled.

“nah man it’s funny cause she wasn’t home. her mom said she was out with her friends so..yeah.” he lied straight through his teeth. the moments of you and daniel playing in your head again. tears soon began to spill uncontrollably.

“woah johnny man, are you crying? hey it’s okay man.” bobby tried to console once again over the phone. soon enough sid, johnny stepfather came up the stairs.

“boy would you quit that racket?! and stop crying like a little girl, cause boys dont cry! you hear me? boys don��t cry!”

i would tell you that i loved you if i knew that it would make you stay but i know that it’s no use and that you’ve already gone away.

johnny knew it from the day he met you, he loved you. he was just waiting for the right time to say it. however he never got to. daniel had taken you from him faster than a blink of an eye. it was too late. he wasn’t getting you back and he knew it. what was the point?

misjudged your limit, pushed you too far, took you for granted, thought that you needed me more.

johnny didn’t know when enough was enough. so when you broke up with him, he was distraught. he never really understood what he was missing till you were gone and far far from his reach and in daniels now. johnny truth be told couldn’t live without you, and unfortunately he had to find that out the hard way.

now i would do most anything to get you back by my side

johnny tried, and tried to get you to talk to him, and hear him out. but there was no use. you were happier with daniel. and he knew that and understood he had to come to terms with it as well. even if it was going to be hard. he valued your happiness over everything and if that happiness came from someone that wasn’t it, then so be it.

but i just keep on laughing, hiding the tears in my eyes

on the surface johnny seemed okay. he seemed as if he had moved on. sensei kreese had taught him to channel all his grief and anger into karate and cobra kai but within every laugh was hidden tears. because we all know. boys don’t cry.

fin.

AN: why did this lowkey suck. okay bye.

[jaidens]

You'll See Me In Hindsight, Tangled Up With You All Night

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : | kissing | jaiden releasing not one but TWO daniel fics in a row 🫢 | y'all im sick and I wrote this on benadryl brain so if it's horrible let me know fr

a/n [s] : requests are open stinkers

Whenever Daniel invited you to his house for dinner and a movie with him, it made you undeniably giddy as you walked inside with him. Lucille, his mother, is throwing around pots and turning around in her tiny kitchen making some sort of Italian food you weren't able to put your finger on. “Sorry about the mess.” Daniel apologizes as you walk inside of his tiny room. He has a twin bed in the corner, a desk, and the walls are decked out in posters and The Jets flags.

“Baby it's fine!” You let out when Daniel begins picking up everything on the floor and throwing it in different places. He stands up and you pull him into his bed, tugging against his dusty pink button-up t-shirt. “Sorry, I just forgot.” Daniel apologizes for a second time and you shush him and your hands fall into his thick mop of hair that's on his head. He's mumbling about school and how one of his teachers was yelling for no reason.

His mother calls you both for dinner and you jump up with him, holding onto the belt loop on the back of his jeans. Lucille is setting things on the small table, lasagna and other plates on it. “This looks amazing, Ms. Larusso!” You exclaim and Daniel agrees, thumb running circles on your thigh. “Well thank you! It's my Nonna’s recipe. When Daniel was a kid, he used to beg everyday for this lasagna!” Lucille is quite loud and now you understand where Daniel gets his likeable personality.

You and Lucille share stories from childhood, about Daniel, and other situations as you get to know his mother. You had only met her at karate tournaments or accidental run-ins at school. Dinner ends after a while as Daniel scrapes his plate of leftover sauce and cheese as he smiles at the interactions with both of the people he loves. Lucille picks up your plates and Daniel pulls you to the L-shaped couch and he turns the TV on and scrolls throughout the channels.

Eventually, he ends up on a Jamie Lee Curtis horror movie, and it's just begun. You're laying in his arms and he holds onto your hand as he draws circles on your t-shirt. The t-shirt you're wearing is his, and it's the West Valley Soccer team championship one. You had borrowed it permanently whenever he had left his gym bag with you after you had accidentally taken it home.

You cannot tell if he chose to, or not to. He knew you weren't exactly scared of horror movies, but they still made your bones shake and shiver when you watched them. Daniel. holds onto you at a steady grip. He makes sure to continue soft runnings of the tips of his fingers across your chest.

You rely on the calming feeling of his touch, soft kissing against his lips once the movie starts to almost reach the climax of it. Your lips clash and cling together as you take your attention from the television to the feeling of him everywhere. “Thank you Daniel. For inviting me over.” You say to him, twirling the longer hair in the back that curls on your pointer finger. “Of course baby, anytime.”

The night ends with pecks against lips, giggling and laughing, and jumps on the couch after someone screams too loud or something different. This is where you need to be: in Daniel’s warm touch and the smell of him that wraps around you.

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for dating Johnny Lawrence

Johnny Lawrence x reader

warnings: towards the end theres degenerate!johnny mentions (the WORST most funny way to put it but him being an alcoholic and such) (that is NOT funny dont be an alcoholic)

a/n: i been looking at young william zabka edits for an hour brain go brrr. also yes i already have hcs for this so these are NOT part 2 they are a different au after the all valley 🙏. this has been the MOST INSPIRING fic i have written in months im literally in love with him

prompt:

after the all-valley and cobra kai, johnny felt like he’d lost everything

then he found you

you had just barely known each other, growing up in the same vicinity but never really saying a word to each other

until one day at encino oaks, johnny spotted you sunbathing on an unusually warm day and took a chance

“y/n, right?” -johnny, sitting on the pool chair next to you

“that’s right” -you, tilting your sunglasses down

“i’m johnny. we, uh, we go to west valley together”

“yeah, i’ve heard of you” -you

his stomach sank (he’s got a bad track record)

“yeah, that’s unfortunate.” -johnny, getting up to leave and pausing “would you be interested in jumping in the pool with me?”

you stared at him for a few seconds (cuz you could tell he wasn’t too confident) and got up, actually jumping in the pool in a full cannonball

his spirits were lifted and he jumped in right after you

“that was awesome!” -johnny

you two swam around splashing and annoying the older club members, but it was no matter

you ended up sitting on the pool ledge talking and getting to know each other

“oh, no, i don’t really keep up with local karate tournaments. i hadn’t heard” -you

“that’s perfect for me, then” -johnny

you gave him your number and said you’d see him at school monday

and that you did

“is that him? he’s cute! maybe he’ll start driving you to school. or you could get your license” -your mom, dropping you off

“mom!” -you “he does seem pretty sweet. i think he found me at the perfect time, too. got knocked down a peg or two from some karate tournament”

he brought you a little box of chocolates to give to you before class THAT VERY MONDAY (he was moving fast)

he was also very desperate for a prom date for senior prom but that was beside the point

you played a little hard to get

but johnny finally found a reason to fight again and he wanted to fight for you

“could i take you on a date this weekend? do you prefer something fancy like a nice restaurant or casual like golf n stuff or romantic like the beach?” -johnny

“why dont you just plan it and i’ll be ready. just tell me what i should wear” -you, kissing him on the cheek

he always felt so cool and confident but you had him flustered and about to buckle at the knees

he decided to keep it casual for now because you seemed so “go with the flow” and there were so many things to do, so many distractions to keep him from doing something stupid

and of course he picked you up because you still didn’t have your license yes

“come on, i’ll teach you how to drive” -johnny

“noooo thank you, i am not driving your car” -you

you drove it one block and he understood why you didn’t have your license

johnny paid for all your tokens and you guys had a blast competing in games and ended up with a pretty decent pile of tickets

“ooh, competitive!” -you

“i have no idea what you’re talking about” -johnny

daniel was actually at golf n stuff that night with ali but johnny didn’t even care he was so infatuated with you

he bought you some nachos for a snack, which he snuck a few bites in shamelessly

you still haven’t kissed at this point but he was waiting for the perfect moment

you made sure to touch his arms and keep close and flirt, sending all the right signals

he seemed like such a go-getter, you were getting impatient

and finally, he took you to the ferris wheel and made it all cliche and special wrapping his arm around your shoulders and waiting until you two were at the top of the wheel to place a hand on your cheek and kiss you gently

(gentle went away fast you had been waiting for this for a whole WEEK and thats a lifetime for a teenager)

he was giddy for the rest of the night and all he’d gotten was a quick makeout session

he ended up pooling all your tickets together for a stuffed animal of your choice

it couldn’t have been a better first date honestly

and soon enough he was driving you to school, walking you to class, bringing you little gifts, getting you into trouble, listening to music with you, sneaking out with you, just doing everything with and for you

and the promposal was very cute classic (a sign and some flowers, he wasn’t all too creative)

and when prom came around, you two stood out! you both looked stunning and styling, everyoneeee was jealous

“johnny looks happy” -daniel

“poor y/n’s just gonna get their heart broken” -ali

prom court?? no actually lol but keep dreaming

“you’re the prom [king/queen] in my heart” -johnny

“if you hand me a plastic crown im gonna hit you” -you

johnny took it out anyway and you both started cackling bc it was so silly

he just wanted you to feel special (you had no part in prom court at all actually there was no disappointment he was just being a punk)

“sooo, prom night..?” -johnny

“what about it” -you

“oh, nothing…”

“just drive, punk. my parents aren’t home”

a miracle he didn’t get a speeding ticket

soon enough you two had graduated and gone off to college together

although johnny had a hard time focusing on what really mattered

you two definitely partied together and he was always so protective and caring, making sure no one made a pass at you or made you uncomfortable (and if they did he’d try to fight them and you’d drag him away)

some of those nights were memorable, but he started slipping and you kept trying to keep him on the right path

he had a few wakeup calls

and proposed to you

and you accepted

and for a while, he did things right for you

but in the end, he just couldn’t grow up and you broke it off

all the fighting and drinking and partying and bailing him out of jail finally became too much and you returned the ring

“i wish it were different johnny. i really do. i thought you were the one. but i cant be with you if you’re not gonna grow up. i love you, and im sorry, but im done” -you

he was a WRECK after that he spiraled completely and cried for you for months

and he tried to get you back. he tried to straighten up and fly right but he always fell back into the same problems, and his friends were just as dumb as he was

you’d get a drunken call now and then of johnny rambling how sorry he was and how he still loves you and he wanted to change and begging you to take him back

you went on one last date with him and saw a very grim future

and realized you didn’t want to stick around to fix him

“do you still have the stuffed animal from our first date?” -johnny

“i do” -you

“promise me you’ll keep it forever” -johnny

“i promise”

his parents were so incredibly disappointed in him and that he “lost a good one”

and he never stopped beating himself up over it.

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[sensei-venus]

Free Show~ (Bobby Brown x Chubby!Reader)

Kinktober Day 7-Flashing/Tit Job

(Unedited) (Tits, Flashing, Mentions of Alcohol and Drinking, The Other Cobras Being Dudes~)

Bobby felt like his face could literally catch on fire at any minute.

He couldn’t believe what he just witnessed from his girlfriend just moments ago.

Him and the boys had gone out to a late night party in the hills. Bobby only went because the guys begged him to go. They needed a designated driver and seeing as Bobby was team mom, he decided to go. He didn’t need them getting shit faced all alone. Then getting behind the wheel and crashing into some ditch in the hills.

So they all loaded up into Johnny’s car and went off to look for some fun.

The night was slowly getting to be to much for the only responsible cobra. The party they showed up to was loud with dozens of teens. All of which where drinking heavily. The smell of beer and strong liquor permeated the whole house. Most likely stolen from one of the preppy kids parents liquor cabinets. Beer stolen from some middle aged dads refrigerator or something. Bobby had two beers before calling it quits. He didn’t want to get too buzzed. Not wanting to get so drunk he couldn’t drive the others home later.

But by the looks of it he would be there a while.

Dutch was currently grinding on a girl in the packed living room. Johnny was downing beer after beer in some kind drinking competition with some jock. Jimmy was no where to be found in the whole house of debauchery. Bobby had no earthly idea where the guy had gone. Tommy was flirting with some redhead in the kitchen, toothy grin and everything. He could hear their laughter from over the loud music that played somewhere in the house.

It wasn’t long before he had to step out to get some kind of fresh air. The music was slowly starting to get to him. His ears starting to hurt and his head aching. With a loud sigh he pushes past some kids as he makes his way out to the front yard.

The place is deserted of kids, cars line the driveway and along the roadside. Everyone else was inside having the time of their lives. The air is fresh with a light breeze to it. It sends shivers up his back just a little as he looks around. It was way past midnight by now. Stars sparkle in the sky along the full moon that passes over head.

His eyes catch sight of a car as it slowly comes around the corner of the street, the headlights off. He raises a brow and squints his eyes to try and get a better look at it. Slowly it gets closer and closer before it finally stops right in front of the house.

His eyes widen ever so slightly when he realizes who’s car it is. It’s his girlfriends tiny little car. He hears her before he sees her.

His face goes beat red as he hears her giggle and then pop out the passenger side window. It’s like his mind doesn’t even understand what’s happening. One second he’s looking at his pretty girlfriend just giggling at him.

The next minute she pulling her top up and flashing him her fat naked tits.

She yanked her shirt back down a millisecond later giggling the whole time. A huge smile sweeper across her face. Eyes sparking with mischief as she looked to her boyfriend. Clearly she thought it was a great gag to suddenly flash her pretty titties to her boyfriend while in-front of a huge party house.

“Sweety what are you doing!? You can’t just flash me in front of some strangers house. What if someone saw you?!” Bobby almost yelled as he ran over to her car.

She tried to cover her mouth as she continued to giggle at his reaction. She shuffles back into her seat. Bobby quickly opened the passenger side door and slid in shutting the door with a loud thunk.

“I’m sorry but it was to funny not to! I heard about the party from Suzy, I just knew the guys where going to show up. I also guessed that they where going to try and get wasted while they where at it. Leaving my baby to drag their drunk asses home.” She whinnied at him. Her lips pulled into a big pout as she looked over at him. Eyes big and wide under the light of the moon. Bobby sighed but gave a small smile. He couldn’t be exactly mad at her for just trying to rile him up.

“Your not drunk are you?” She cocked her head to the side.

“No of course not! I only had like two beers then stopped. I stepped outside because I got bored and…and my head started to hurt from the loud music. It’s almost as if the music is making the whole house buzz.” Bobby held his head a little. Even with the fresh air he still felt a little sick, his head starting to pound. The little alcohol he had did nothing to help or even worsen the growing pain in his skull.

Reader was quick to notice the change in the boys posture. The way he held his head made worry start to bubble in her gut. His crystal blue eyes looked dull and foggy to her. The pain in his face was clear to her.

“You know I might have the perfect thing that might help you feel a little better.” She said in a slightly teasing voice. Blinking a few time Bobby raised a brow and looked over to her. She giggled a little and shook her chest. With a teasing smile she goes on “You know I didn’t wear a bar just so I could flash you. Maybe they can help you self soothe a little~” her hands slowly felt up her chest. With some grace she slowly ran her hands down her soft side before grabbing the edge of her shirt. Slowly she pulled it up to reveal her belly then her plump breasts.

They hung heavy and full which made Bobby go even redder in the face then before. His brown locks did little to hide his red ears.

Her nipples pebbles in the cool night air. They stood at full attention waiting to be played with. The boy couldn’t help but feel his mouth start to salivate the longer he looked at them. His girlfriends big tits always had that effect on him. The fact she was always up to show them to him didn’t help his reaction. She just loves to show them off every chance she got.

Just for him of course, even the other guys where a little jealous. He knew they would never tell that to his face but he knew they talked about it. That fact that his girlfriend had some of the biggest tits in school. That she only let him play with them. Never in public but they knew outside the public eye he was messing with them all he wanted to. Bobby was respectful enough to not try and feel her up to much while out in public.

When they where at his house or hers, that’s was a totally different story.

“Y-you mean it? Right now?” She flicked her lashes as she grabbed one of her tits hard. Playing with the soft flesh “Of course honey, you can suck on them as long as you want. We won’t stop until you feel all better…or until you have to go drag the idiots out of the house I guess.” Bobby smirked.

Moments later her was softly sucking around her breast. Tongue lashing across the skin of her tit just right. She let out a light sigh and tilted her head back ever so gently. Soon he was licking at her nipples, pulling at the flesh of both. He abandoned one to suck on the other. His head rested against her, body firm against hers. One of her hands rested in his brown hair to help guid him along.

Soft suckling against her tit made her smile, looking down at him. He was ever so gentle. Eyes slightly closed.

“Such a good boy for me, just relax for me.” Reader hummed.

All he could really do was moan out from around her fat tit. Her hand creasing the back of his neck. He moaned while sulking one of her nice fat nipples while one of his hands played with her other tit. Fingers pulling at the hard flesh. Keeping them nice and hard while making Reader jerk. It had him smiling the whole time

This was the best night ever, minus having to take home a bunch of morons in the next few hours.

[happy74827]

He’s Got The Fire

[Johnny Lawrence x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: To your surprise, Johnny shows up at your window unannounced, but it doesn’t take long to realize it’s not for kicks {GIF Creds: pilvimarja}.

WC: 2076

Category: Slight Hurt/Comfort, Slight Fluff, Introverted(ish)!Reader

Honestly, I’m surprised I haven’t started writing this franchise earlier given how it’s about equal with my love for BTTF

『••✎••』

The sun had already gone down a while ago, the air was crisp, and the sky was starry. It was the perfect evening to watch the moon rise. The wind carried a chill, and the trees were almost bare, swaying in the breeze.

With a sigh, you closed the book you had been reading and stretched your legs, looking out the window of your room. By now, everyone had been asleep for a few hours, and you worked on upcoming assignments to pass the time. But when you had gotten to your last one, you just couldn't be bothered anymore, so you set it aside.

The quietness was nice, and the light from the moon cast a blue-ish glow on everything around you. You were so calm, but there was still something that had you feeling off.

Johnny.

He was never around much lately. It wasn't surprising, but it was disheartening. Ever since that championship loss a while back, he had been training even harder, and when he wasn't training, he was out doing god-knows-what.

You understood how important Cobra Kai was to him, but the fact that he was putting everything else on the back burner really had you worried. He had a tendency to go down the wrong path and not think about the consequences until after the fact. You hoped that wasn't what was happening this time.

Pulling your knees up, you rested your head on them and looked out at the night. There was a full moon, and you wondered if Johnny had noticed. He used to love taking walks at night just to see the moon and look up at the stars.

He had changed so much since then. That fire inside of him burned so brightly that sometimes you wondered if it would burn him, too.

Sitting like that for a while, you lost track of time. It was easy to get distracted and drift away from reality when your mind wandered. It was something you were trying to work on, and you were actually doing pretty well.

Until you heard a pang on your window.

Sitting up, you looked around, wondering if a bird had flown into it, but you saw nothing. Your mind immediately went to a branch falling or something like that, and you were ready to dismiss the strange noise and go back to daydreaming.

But the pang came again, and your heart leaped in your throat. You stood and cautiously moved toward the window. At the same time, a face popped up from below, and you shrieked.

He motioned for you to open the window, along with attempts to hush you. It was a very frantic gesture, and you felt your heart rate rise. You quickly opened the window and stuck your head out.

"Johnny?!" You whispered-yelled, and he was pulling himself up. "What are you doing?"

"Shhh!" He held a finger to his lips and looked behind him, and your eyebrows furrowed.

"Johnny-"

"Do you want the whole neighborhood to know I'm here? Let me in!"

You stared at him for a moment longer before helping him through the window. It didn’t go as smoothly as one would expect, like the movies, but he managed to tumble in. You stood there, arms folded, as he dusted himself off.

You haven’t seen him in so long, and the day you choose to miss him, he shows up out of nowhere. You would’ve called yourself psychic if it weren’t for the fact that Johnny always did the unexpected.

He looked… good, to say the least. The red jacket still fit him perfectly; his blonde hair was combed and fluffy, and his eyes were still focused and alert, even if his body language seemed a little sluggish.

To be honest, Johnny was the most beautiful person you had ever laid eyes on. His sharp jawline, his toned muscles, and that cocky smile of his. The way his eyes crinkled when he laughed and the way he always looked at you like you were the only girl in the world.

For a while, you didn’t understand why he chose to pursue you, of all people. He could have anyone he wanted. You weren't exactly a social butterfly, and you always got nervous and shy in the presence of others.

Johnny was the opposite of you. He was outgoing, and his charisma attracted everyone to him. And the way his voice was so smooth and deep. He could be the most annoying person on the planet, but when he said your name, you would melt.

So when he asked you out, you thought it was some sort of joke. I mean, he was the hottest guy in school. And you were just… you.

But then you realized there was more to him than just the bad boy exterior. He had a sensitive side, and his vulnerability was endearing. His family was… well, a lot. His mom was nice, but she had her fair share of issues, and his stepfather was a piece of work.

It only took one date to realize the Johnny you were accustomed to wasn’t the real him. The real him was like you… except he could kick ass and had some pent-up anger issues.

And yet, here you were.

"Johnny-" You began, but he stepped toward you and wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on the top of your head. You stood stiffly, arms at your sides.

"God, I've missed you."

That was the last thing you expected him to say. You felt your face heat up, your chest warm up, and your shoulders slumped. You melted into his embrace, wrapping your arms around him.

"I've missed you too."

You could feel him grin against the top of your head, and he squeezed you a little tighter. He was so warm, and it made you forget the fact that he was literally climbing through your window at almost midnight.

After a minute or so, he pulled away and held your face in his hands. You were looking into those piercing blue eyes, and you could feel butterflies in your stomach.

"Why are you here?" You asked, your voice a little above a whisper.

He hesitated, and that was the moment you knew something was wrong. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I, uh… I needed to see you."

You raised an eyebrow, but you didn't say anything. You were waiting for him to elaborate, but when he didn't, you sighed and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the bed. You sat on the edge, and he followed.

"Johnny," You said, turning toward him and placing a hand on his knee. "Talk to me. What's going on?"

"Nothing, I just… wanted to see you."

You didn't say anything. You knew better than that. So you waited.

"Okay, okay," He sighed. "Look, I'm not gonna lie to you, but I can’t tell you why."

"That's reassuring."

"It's just… things are… well, I just needed to get away. It's nothing, I'm fine, don't worry."

You were silent. You didn't really know what to say. There was so much going on, and it was hard for you to believe him when he told you not to worry.

"Is it… Is it Sid? Your mom?"

"Just…” He shook his head and stood, rubbing the back of his neck. He started pacing, and that was when you knew he was really upset. “Just drop it, alright? Everything's fine."

“You ignored me for the past two weeks, Johnny. Something is wrong."

He stopped and glared at you, and you froze. You were taken aback by the expression on his face. He seemed frustrated and almost angry.

The look… you knew it wasn’t directed at you, but you couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. He was always so hot-headed and stubborn, and when his mood shifted, you had a hard time knowing what to do.

He seemed to realize his expression and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck with a sigh.

"Sorry, God, I'm sorry, it's not you. I'm just-" He sighed and plopped back down on the bed next to you, running his hands over his face. "I'm a fucking mess, okay? Just forget I came."

It was weird how, in certain situations, you could completely shift into a different person. You’ve seen it in movies and TV, and it was a cliche. You didn’t think it would ever happen to you.

And yet, the second you heard the words come out of his mouth, you were hit with an overwhelming urge to turn his head towards yours, grab his face in your hands, and kiss him.

So you did.

You couldn’t really tell him why you did it. It just felt like the right thing to do, and it was an impulse. You figured it was the best way to let him know that you were here and he wasn’t alone.

The second your lips met, he was leaning into you, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer. You could feel the passion and desperation behind the kiss, and it took you a moment to match his energy.

He was rough and intense, and he pulled away after a few moments, moving to your neck. You gasped and gripped the collar of his jacket, feeling the heat of his lips on your skin.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, they say. And it was true. You had missed him more than you had thought. You had almost forgotten how much of a force he was to be reckoned with.

You let out a shaky breath, trying to form words, but failing. Instead, you tugged on his jacket and pulled him towards you, hoping he would get the message.

And he did.

His lips found yours again, and he was pushing you back, holding himself above you with one hand. His other was moving up your shirt, his fingers grazing your stomach, causing goosebumps to rise.

Your breath hitched in your throat as his fingers danced across your ribs. His lips were rough, but they moved with such grace and delicacy it was hard to keep up.

He pulled away for a moment, and you looked up at him, catching your breath. His blonde hair was messy, and his eyes were a little hooded. He looked like a mess, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care.

You reached up and brushed his hair back, giving him a soft smile.

“Is that…” His eyes peered away from you, and you raised an eyebrow. "Do you still have that damn elephant?"

Your eyes followed his, and you spotted the elephant in question. It was a gift Johnny had given you back when things were different. Come to think of it, you weren’t even sure you were together at that point.

"Why wouldn't I?" You asked, and he chuckled. “Ozzy's special."

"You named it? What are you, ten?"

You swatted his arm, and he laughed again. His eyes found yours, and you couldn’t help but smile at him. It felt like old times.

"Don't make fun of him. You gave him to me."

"Yeah, whatever," He rolled his eyes, but his smile remained. "Can't believe you kept him."

"I keep a lot of stuff, Johnny. Especially when they're meaningful."

He was silent for a moment, his eyes still focused on you. The moonlight was shining through the window and casting a shadow on his face.

"I keep a lot of things, too."

Before you could say anything, he was leaning down and kissing you again. You could tell this one was different, more meaningful, like he was pouring his heart and soul into the kiss.

And he was.

He wanted you to know how he felt about you without actually saying it. And although you weren’t really sure what was going on, you had a feeling this was what it was.

The fire inside of him was burning again, but finally, after so long, he realized that he needed to take a breather every now and then. Add some water to the flames.

It was a delicate balance. And although he may be bad at showing his feelings, talking about them, or acknowledging them, you were there to make sure he didn't lose himself in the heat.

And maybe, just maybe, the flame was a little more subdued, and the burn a little less harsh.

[thekreeseeffect]

Before Cobra Kai Tags: Post-Karate Kid 1, Established Relationship, Soft Kreese, Fluff with a Hint of Angst

You weren’t sure what you were looking for when you started rummaging through John’s old boxes. Maybe a piece of him that he hadn’t shared yet, something buried beneath his tough exterior. What you found, though, stopped you cold.

A black-and-white photograph.

John, younger, full of life, leaning against an ambulance with a smile— a real smile. Not the sharp, smug smirk he flashed when putting someone in their place, not the cold grin he wore when taunting an opponent. No, this was different. It was open, genuine, happy. Carefree.

You stared at the photo, fingers tracing the edges, your heart pounding. You had never seen him like this. Not once in all the time you'd been together.

The bedroom door creaked, and heavy boots echoed in the hallway.

“Doll?” John's voice was rough, questioning. You turned, still holding the picture, and when he saw what was in your hand, his entire body tensed.

"Where did you find that?" His voice was low, guarded.

"In one of your boxes." You searched his face, trying to read him. "John… I’ve never seen you smile like this."

His jaw tightened, and for a long moment, he said nothing. Then, with a sigh, he walked over, plucking the photo from your grasp. His fingers lingered over the image, his gaze distant.

"That was a long time ago," he muttered.

"Back when you were… happy?" The words came out softer than you intended.

John huffed, shaking his head. "Back when I was different."

You reached out, placing a hand on his chest. "You're still that man, somewhere in there."

He let out a dry chuckle, but there was no bite to it. "Maybe. But war… life… Cobra Kai. They change you." His fingers curled around the photo, but he didn't put it away. Instead, he looked at you, something unreadable in his expression. "You see parts of me no one else does."

"Not this part," you whispered, nodding toward the photo.

His lips pressed together, and then—just for a moment—he gave you a ghost of that same smile. Fainter, tinged with something older, but real.

Maybe you hadn’t seen that side of him before. And maybe you never will, you were okay with that.

[sylvanian-cat]

Daniel Larusso x Reader

SUMMARY: It’s unusual for you to start to begin actually liking your upcoming school year. Maybe it has something to do with a certain brown eyed karate kid boy that lives right across from your apartment…

TAGS/WARNINGS: Friend to lovers, kissing, violence but only hitting and punching, mentions of bruises and wounds from getting beat up, karate kid, angst, fluff, characters fall in love, heartbreak, characters break up, happy ending, slow burn, 1980’s setting

STATUS - ONGOING

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 - 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐉𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐧 - When A frazzled, and quite handsome boy from New Jersey slams a door in your face on the last day of summer vacation, you quickly take in interest in him after his magnanimous apology.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 - 𝐊𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 - After running into the new boy from the east coast, it’s almost painfully funny how trouble seems to follow him wherever he goes. Even on his first day of living in California. C𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 - 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.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 - 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲 - You had been dreading the first day of senior year to arrive and it has finally came. Hopefully the day begins easier since you have a certain someone by your side. Although it might not end as you had expected.

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[dantakeyoman]

𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 | 𝐝. 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨

♡ 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

♡ * "𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒚. 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊'𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒐." *

♡ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐬, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

♡ * 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒚 - 𝒑𝒐𝒗: 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒅 *

𝐓𝐖𝐎

"If I ever see Johnny again, I'll knock his teeth in," you grumbled, taking a swig of your water bottle.

"If he ever sees Daniel again, he'll knock his teeth in. The guy is a complete psycho," Casey scoffed from her spot on the grass, tying her hair up.

"I don't get what his damage is. He knows what he did and you guys have been over for forever, anyways," Molly added, glaring at him from across the field.

It was the first day of school, and you shared your gym period with Johnny, Molly, and Casey.

The girls were currently on break from their soccer game, and you three decided to sit down and have a chat about last night.

"It's cause of the stupid country club. He acts all sweet around my parents and they love him. They won't listen to me no matter what I say," you sulked.

"Talk about obsessed," Casey added, joining in on the community glare at Johnny.

"Speaking of obsessed...(y/n/n), don't look now but your boy toy's right there~" Mo smirked.

If you turned any faster, you would've gotten whiplash.

Casey burst into laughter, and Mo pinched the bridge of her nose, grumbling something under her breath.

"I'll be right back," you smiled, picking up a soccer ball and heading over.

"She's hopeless," Casey sighed, laying down to soak up the sun.

"Hey, think fast!" you laughed, tossing Daniel the ball.

He caught it, turning to look at you with surprise, "Hi."

"Hi," you smiled back, looking up at him.

Now closer, you were able to get a good look at his eye, which was all sorts of purple and nearly swollen shut.

"God, your eye," you winced, your eyebrows furrowed with concern.

"Oh, don't worry. It looks worse than it feels. Believe me," he assured, fooling around with the ball in his hands.

"I hope so. You got a nice face so I wouldn't want anything to damage the merchandise," you joked, giving him a nudge.

He laughed, a small hint of blush gracing his cheeks

"But seriously, I never got a chance to thank you," you started, tucking your hands in your pockets.

"That was nothin'. I'm just sorry 'bout your radio," he juggled the ball.

"Yeah, I'm more sorry about your eye. I guess you shoulda just given it to him," you sighed.

"Well, why? It wasn't his, right?" He smiled, cocking a brow.

It was infectious.

You smiled as well, "Yeah, it wasn't his."

"See? We think alike already."

"Wanna know what else we do alike?" You smirked, grabbing the ball.

You bounced it off your knees juggling it about four times before he had to catch it.

"Hey, you've been practicing!" He grinned

"Girls soccer back on! All ladies back on the field!" Coach called.

"Dang. I gotta go. But I'll see you later, all right," you sighed, turning around and walking back over to the girls game.

"Yeah, I'll see you later," he smiled, watching you walk off.

"Definitely."

Needless to say, you were cheesing from ear to ear when you got back to Molly and Casey.

"That was adorable," Molly smirked, throwing an arm around your shoulder.

"You two look cute together. It looks like you make each other happy," Casey agreed, getting your other side.

Just as you were about to respond, shouts started coming from the boys side.

The three of you turned around, only to see Daniel get tripped by Bobby, Danny getting back up and socking him in the face, the coach throwing him out of gym.

"This school sucks, man! It sucks!" He spat, turning around and storming off.

Molly winced, the three of you watching him angrily walk away.

"Not cute."

𝒍 𝒂 𝒓 𝒖 𝒔 𝒔 𝒐

Now the next day, you and your friends were in the lunch line, waiting to get your food, until you spotted Daniel from across the way.

You turned to them mid-conversation and gave them the look, the two of them rolling their eyes.

"I don't know why you keep asking permission," Casey shrugged, grabbing an apple.

"We know you wanna. Just go," Molly assured.

You nodded and quickly turned around, speed-walking over and sliding your tray in the empty spot next to him.

"Hey, Danny," you smiled.

"Hey, (y/n/n), how ya doin'?" He smiled back.

"Not too hungry today?"

"Nah, not really,"

"Here, have some pie. I made it myself," he grinned, taking a piece of pie off the buffet table and placing it on your plate.

"Why, thank you," you nodded in a fancy voice.

"So how you likin' the valley so far?"

"Eh, it hasn't been dull," he shrugged.

"Was Newark dull?" You asked, looking down at your tray and placing an orange.

He turned to you, "How'd you know I was from Newark?"

"I asked," you tried to muffle your smile.

"Oh, yeah? You askin' about me now?" He smirked.

"Maybe," you teased. "I wanted to get to know you."

"Then how 'bout you get to know me..." he leaned in, making you flush.

"All right then, you sitting with anybody?" You smiled.

"With you, if that's okay," he smirked again.

"Sounds great to me," you picked up your tray, him doing the same as you two walked to checkout.

"Hey, I'm sorry about the soccer game."

"Eh, thems the breaks," he shrugged.

"Well, yeah, you remember the ass from the beach? The one that broke my radio," you started.

"Oh, yeah, King Karate," he scoffed.

"Yup. He's my ex-boyfriend," you sighed.

"Oh, that's good to know."

All of a sudden, Daniel began to talk to himself.

"What're you doin'?" You asked.

"Oh, nah, it's the little voice in my head. Tellin' me I gotta be some kinda nuts to be talkin' to you," he joked, paying for your lunch as the two of you got to the front of the line.

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway," you shrugged, walking ahead.

"Huh, why?" He asked, stuffing his change in his pocket before picking up his tray to catch up.

"Because it's over."

"How long is over?"

"Weeks."

He paused for a moment.

"Weeks? What's weeks? Two weeks? Three weeks? One week? How many is weeks?"

𝒍 𝒂 𝒓 𝒖 𝒔 𝒔 𝒐

"It's been like this for a month already. Why don't you ask him on a date?" Casey groaned, raking a hand through her hair as you two walked through the hallway together.

"Oh, I could never do that," you scoffed, turning the corner.

"Why not? You've asked out a bunch of other guys before," she cocked a brow.

"Yeah, well, Danny's different. I think I really like him," you smiled.

"Barf."

"What's this likin' stuff we're talkin' about?" Daniel asked, popping up in between you two.

"Yo-." "Nothing! Girl stuff, y'know," you shrugged, shooting Casey a glare as you cut her off.

"This is Casey."

"Hello," he smiled.

"Charmed," she sighed, pulling down her sunglasses.

Turning to Danny, your eyes narrowed at the sight of a new injury on above his eyebrow.

"What happened?" You asked, concerned

"Oh, it's terrible. I got this gigantic runaway zit," he joked, making you chuckle.

"Gross," Casey stuck out her tongue.

"But, really, I got into a lil' bike accident. No big deal," he clarified.

"What kinda bike you got, Daniel? Honda? Suzuki?" Casey teased, giving him a nudge.

"Actually it's a Miyagi-Turbo," he smirked.

"We're goin' to the arcade later. Wanna come?" You asked.

"Sounds good to me," he smiled.

"There this new game I wanna show you that has-." He suddenly stopped in his tracks as you three reached the outside of the school, Johnny and his gang waiting on their bikes right there.

"Hey, I just remembered...I forgot somethin'. I'll catch up with you guys in a minute," he quickly puttered, turning around and walking away.

'He's scared.'

"Danny, you don't have to run away-." "I'm not runnin' away from anything," he answered snappily.

"We've gotta deal with this-." "You deal with it your way, I'll deal with it mine, okay? I'll see ya, I gotta go," he waved you off, walking back the way he came.

"Daniel-." "Get off my case!"

You sighed, turning to Casey with a tired look.

"Real charmer you got there," she said, lowering her glasses.

"You just gotta get to know him," you assured, turning to face Johnny's crew again, who were all laughs and smiles at the sight of Danny running away.

"But I'm getting sick and tired of this."

You stormed over to them, Casey following close behind.

"(y/n/n), I-." "The hell is your damage, Johnny?" You spat, glaring at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he scoffed.

"Why can't you just leave Daniel alone? Why do you guys have to beat on him all the time?" You clarified, still very angry.

"'Cause he's touching what's mine!"

"I stopped being yours when you started locking lips with Rachel! Own up to your own damn mistakes and tell your gang of dipsticks to leave Daniel the hell alone, or it's me you're gonna be fighting next!"

The entire hallway let out ooos and ahhhs at the scene, but you didn't care.

You were gonna make Johnny stop if it was the last thing you'd do.

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