#robby keene x you

[velvrei]

Hi I’m always interested in a good sub Robby one shot if that in any way inspires you. Maybe reader just beat him in sparring?

yk how to speak my language by requesting sub robby…

you couldn’t even make it home.

there you sat, in the parking lot, of the closed dojo. it was dark, after hours, sensei gave you the keys. you and robby spent your evening sparring in the closed venue, practicing while nobody else was.

and you beat him. he didn’t let you win either. you really beat him for the first time and the cockiness was getting to your head. it was so bad, so bad that now you were sat in the passenger seat of his car, both hands pumping his cock as his hips squirmed, thighs thudding against the steering wheel.

“mm,” was all he could let out, and you laughed, watching his face contort into full pleasure.

“i bet you feel so pathetic because i won.” he moaned at your words, loving the feeling of being belittled, “god, my handsome pathetic boy. letting his lover take care of him after she won.”

he had came once before, and he was already close to his second orgasm, he looked over at you, reaching out to grab any part of you. desperate to feel you beneath his fingertips.

his hand trailed your thigh, and you laughed. “so desperate to touch me, huh?” you called him out, and he moaned.

“god,” he whispered, his head fell back and pushed against the seat. “love when you talk to me like that,” he whispered, trying not to be shy. you told him before that when he responded to your words it made you want to say them more.

so here he was, trying to slur whatever came to mind just so he could hear your filthy talk again.

and he would do it, again, and again, until he pleased you.

[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.

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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.

[beah388love]

Your sick

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Miguel: when you was sick Miguel would act like you couldn't do anything and you was as fragile as a flower so you basically wasn't allowed to get out of your bed unless you needed the toilet. He would get his mum to make you some soup and he would watch your favourite movies with you.

Eli/hawk: He would be super soft with you and buy you all your favourite things at the store which made you super happy , when you was sick he would hold your hair back for you.

Demetri:When you told Demetri you was sick he would absolutely not go near you and he was really sorry because he wanted to take care of you but he didn't wanna get sick and when you threw up he would gag and run away but he would make up for it after by giving you all his attention and affection.

Robby: He would have to force you to take your medicine and hold you down because you absolutely hated it (it's disgusting) ,when you fell asleep he would put on something he liked and would braid your hair for you.

Young Daniel Larusso:He wouldn't stop cuddling you no matter how many times you told him he'd get sick ,would get mr miyagi to make you some soup and would read to you until you fell asleep then he would eventually fall asleep to.

Young Johnny Lawrence: He would cancel all his plans and keep asking if you was okay and when you threw up he would hold back your hair but would be fake gagging to , when you fell asleep he would play with your hair and go to the store to buy your f/choc and f/snac which made you super happy and he felt super proud of himself.

[cheoridoll]

confessing —

pairing: robby keene x reader

warning: nothing, just something cute.

includes: robby confessing his love.

note: thinking of releasing a robby obscenity, perhaps?

words counted: 1.200

playlist for the fic: spotify | again, excuse the bad english! english isn't my first language :)

At the back of the dojo, Robby paced restlessly, his right hand stroking his chin in a visibly failed attempt to calm his nerves.

He was still wearing a kimono, with messy hair and bandages on his eyebrows. The black highlighted his muscles, which had been worked in the fight, while the yellow of the coat of arms highlighted his hair, which was as shiny as that of a certain princess when she sang.

"Damn, damn, damn" — he repeated to himself as he walked around. Across the mat.

Sam laughed at the whole situation, finding it adorable how his friend acted under the effects of love, even though she was in the same happy situation. She was clinging to Miguel, one of his current best friends, the same one who helped Robby choose the rings he would give to the girl he was going to declare his love to at the end of the day, since Diaz, having been raised only by his mother, had a certain notion of what girls liked.

The girl took classes at night, the only time allowed by the sensei, who said that they would be simple classes, below beginner level, because according to him, "the girls didn't have any aptitude". Pathetic.

The boys never denied having a certain hatred towards Kreese's idiotic and ill-thought-out speeches, always making a point of covering their ears, humming or even running to the bathroom when the oldest began his speeches.

"Relax, you idiot!" — Diaz threw one of the foam bricks in his direction, hitting Robby's already bruised face. "She already said she loved you."

"I know, I... Ah." — he turned his body and threw himself on the floor, looking at a random stain on the ceiling of the dojo. "She said she loved me and I ran away like a coward."

"You're afraid of women." — Sam said ironically, looking at Miguel.

The blond couldn't stop laughing, escaping a little from the nervousness that was consuming him internally, leaving aside the hands that seemed to crawl like slugs.

The clock rang. It was on time. The students began to enter the dojo, while Kreese rolled his eyes in boredom and contempt, leaving the place as fast as a sprinter, making way for the night teachers, Miguel and Robby.

"Okay girls, let's warm up first, walk in circles around the dojo, then run, alternating between slow and fast." — Diaz took the lead, seeing that his friend was busy drying the newbie still confused on how to put on her belt.

Adorable.

The whole class had been hectic, as the girls had blood in their eyes, and as recent professionals, they could say that not even the most experienced boys fought dirty like the girls. In a good way, perhaps.

"Hey!" — Robby ran, almost tripping over his own feet due to fatigue. "I need to, yeah..." — He cleared his throat, looking for the words he would use, the right words so that he wouldn't come out automatically and end up saying more than he should, more or less than he feels.

"Talking to you, seriously, I need to tell you something."

She laughed. Robby's world seemed to fall apart, not in a tragic way as it seemed. She laughed tenderly, gracefully like one of the beautiful flowers in the school garden, the ones Robby steals every morning, hoping to give them to his beloved, always giving up a second before. His world fell apart, fell apart when he realized that no words would be enough to show enough.

A tightness invaded his chest, leaving him desolate for a few seconds, to the point that the girl needed to call him, say his name several times, something that gave him a certain feeling of being in heaven next to an angel, due to such a melody.

"Sweet?" — There. That speech was the one that no longer allowed Robby to hold his tongue, no longer paying attention to automatic, he just spoke and spoke, as if tomorrow no longer existed.

"I love you. And, and it hurts me every single day, the way I ran away like a coward, the regret of not having pulled you by the arms and kissed every little detail that I love so much about you, which perhaps would have been impossible, since I don't just love your exterior, but also your interior, this wonderful woman that you are, your personality, your grace and tenderness, fuck, I don't even like swear words, what did I say? But, hell, you're the woman I want to be with."

The fighter remained silent, leaving the blond distressed, breathing irregularly and sweating visibly. He was as cold as an ice cube. Daniel, who was watching through the window of the small room, could have sworn that his friend was about to faint, Johnny and he were already preparing to run in case something really happened to the boy.

"I hate you, you know?" — Finally something came out of her mouth, surprising him, not in a positive way.

"Did I do it too late? That, I mean, declare myself?"

"Yes." — He sighed, throwing his body against the other's.

Robby was confused again, what was she doing? "But I love you, I love you so much that I can't say exactly what goes on in my chest and my head, they constantly fight with me."

They both laughed, still hugging each other, enjoying the short time they had together.

"You can do what you want."

"What did I want?" — She smiled, amused by the boy's short memory, taking the lead in the action that Robby had been waiting so long to do.

The fighter put her arms around the other's neck, carefully caressing the nape of her current love's neck. The caress soon went from a simple demonstration of what was about to happen, their lips collided, the movements became loose, both guided, a beautiful fit, there were no misunderstandings, or fight for command. As I said, a fit, the perfect fit.

"I love you, Robby."

"I love you too, my princess."

I'm very happy that you enjoyed my previous fanfic! That really makes me very motivated. Oh, and I place orders! :)

[iloveslllycatss]

you as robby keenes girlfriend (idea from @hqkalon )

[night-daily]

Art is abstract | Robby Keene x reader

summary: Robby try (and fails) to bake brownies.

warnings: none.

a/n: not proof reading, sorry!

Living alone (well, if you count your mom staying the night with her boyfriends and leaving in the morning, then almost alone) made Robby learn things by himself, like cooking.

But that doesn't mean he was an expert, and oh boy, he wished he was skilled in the kitchen. Why was so hard to bake some brownies with a heart shape? He has been baking since morning and all he got until now was some fucking brownies with a shit shape.

He turned to see the time on his phone, you'll be at his house in 30 min and he still needed to take a shower, rushing to the bathroom he left the brownies on the table of the kitchen.

You were standing at the door of your boyfriend's house, you arrived earlier but you couldn't help it, you were so excited to see Robby's face when he opened the gift you bought him. Knocking at his door, you patiently waited for him.

The door was finally opened by a Robby fully dressed but with soaking hair and with a towel around his neck, this must be heaven. Standing there just admiring his figure you didn't hear anything he said.

“Hey baby, you okay?” He sounded concerned but the teasing smile on his face told you he knew the effect he had on you.

“I hope you don't open the door looking like this to anyone” Your smile matched his. “Only you” he dragged you inside the house by your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Hi” a kiss on his nose and he could feel the stress from before leaving his body. “Hi” He was about to take your hand when he saw it, you were carrying a gift bag.

Robby quickly looked at you and before he could say anything, you were faster than him. “I know, i know, we said no gifts, just movies and pizza, but you can't blame me, in fact, blame yourself!” Robby was more confused and once again, you spoke before him, but this time handing him the bag, telling him to open it. “You looked like a sad puppy the whole last week and I couldn't handle it, all I could think was, what can I do to make him happy again? And then I saw it at the store, and well, i think it suits you very well” at this point you were rambling, feeling nervous, what if he doesn't like it? what if he hated it? what if he—

“I fuckin love it” His voice made your heart flutters, the butterflies dancing in your stomach. “You know i have never received a lot of gifts in my life, but this? It's definitely my favorite, god, you're my favorite person in this entire world, thank you babe, for real” He left the skateboard on the floor carefully, and you were crushed between his arms and body, it felt nice, it felt perfect.

But also you felt a smell in the air, something sweet, like brownies!

“Please tell me that smell is because you brought brownies” You separated your face from his chest, but you were still in his arms. “What a way to ruin the moment, huh” He looked down at you smiling, but his face quickly changed at the mention of the brownies, fuck, fuck, fuck. “I actually baked them but—” You squired yourself from his grip and ran to the kitchen, giggling like a child, Robby running after you, trying to stop you to see the shit brownies but it was too late, you had them in your hands and a beautiful smile on your face.

“As I was saying, I tried to bake them in heart shape, but as you can see, it didn't turn out that way” His eyes glued to the floor, too embarrassed to look at you “I mean, it's not that bad” He scoffed, obviously you were lying, “Okay, okay, it's not that pretty but you know, art is abstract” You stretched your arm to him, brownie in hand, an invitation to eat it together.

“At least they taste go—” faces scrunched up at the moment you two ate a bite from the brownies “Honey, did you by any chance used baking soda instead of baking powder?”

“What's the difference?” And he looked so serious while asking.

Oh boy.

[jaozendry]

"Why would you do this to yourself?"

Pairing: Robby Keene x GN!Reader

Type: Angst

Warnings: drinking, self-harm, blood, knives, mild-swearing

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Summary: Robby finds you in a pitiful state after your breakup and tries to make you feel better.

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"Y/N? What happened here?" Robby asks, opening the door to your mess of an apartment.

It's been two weeks since the two of you broke up. Since then, you've been drinking to try to forget it, and... self-harming to go through the pain. Robby went to go live with his father in the meanwhile and left the apartment to you. Little did he know, leaving you all by yourself might've been the worst mistake of his life.

Robby comes back to your apartment to check up on you since he's still paying for the bills. Deep inside, he's not just here for your half of rent: he wants to see you. He misses you, he still loves you but he won't admit it. Letting out his feelings through words has never been his strong suit. He's worried about you.

He finds you on the bathroom floor, bleeding profusely from the wrist. "Holy shit, Y/N! You okay?!" he asks, rushing towards you. "What happened?!" he asks again, stopping the bleeding with a towel. He notices the knife you used on the counter, obviously bloodied. "We talked about this..." he tells you, sighing. "I'm sorry." you sob while Robby cleans your wound to heal it. "Don't be sorry." he sighs, searching for plasters in the curtains. "Why would you do this to yourself?" he asks you, healing the cut. You remain silent while he shakes his head.

"Can you stand?" he asks, reaching out his hand. You nod in agreement. "Come on, let's sit you down." You struggle to stand, much to his surprise. "You were drinking again..." he tells you, taking your hand and helping you up.

The both of you head to the living room. Robby had to help you out a lot, given your pitiful condition. You were struggling to walk properly, which made his heart skip a beat. He thought you were going to fall at any moment and worsen your condition.

While you sit down on the couch with a pillow, Robby takes the empty bottles of alcohol on the table to throw them out, as well as the unopened ones in the fridge. "What are you doing?" you ask him, barely able to pronounce a word. "Taking away your drinks. It's bad for you; look in the mirror right now." he explains, putting the bottles in a plastic bag. "You're not my dad-" He interrupts you: "There's no discussing it." he snaps. He immediately calms down and sighs. "Sorry."

He sits down next to you on the couch, holding your hand. "Talk to me." You can see the sincerity and concern in his beautiful eyes. "Is it because of the breakup?" he asks while tears dwell up in your eyes. "Yeah." you reply, your voice breaking. "I just... miss you." His grasp on your hand tightens firmly. "I know." he adds, crying softly as well. "But... I'm still not ready to commit to a relationship. I'm sorry. I just have a lot on my mind." he explains. "I know, it's fine."

His voice starts breaking. "No, I know it's not. You're drinking yourself to an early grave and cutting yourself until you bleed out. It's not fine, Y/N." You look at him with teary eyes, realizing he still cares. "I never stopped caring about you, even after the breakup. You're still precious to me... you always will be, Y/N. You helped me at my lowest, let me help you." He wipes away the tears from your eyes. "Thanks, Robby." He caresses your face softly. "I don't want you to end up like my dad because of me. Drinking your life away, being drunk all the time, just being sad and pathetic." he says, earning a little laugh from you. "He got better now, you can too." he adds, kissing your forehead.

"Let me get you something to eat." he says, standing up and going through your fridge. "Here, you had some pizza in your fridge. Also water." he says, smiling. You giggle. "Thanks." you reply softly. He sits down next to you once more and eats with you. He sighs out of relief.

"I still love you, Y/N. And I still care about you."

[silvermist-alexander]

Dreaming

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Emparejamiento: Robby Keene x Fem!Reader

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Mi despertador sonando fue el causante de que me despertará a las 7:30 de la mañana, la hora a la que me levanto para ir al colegio. Pero hoy no iría, y no parece que a nadie en mi casa le vaya a importar mucho una llamada del colegio.

La canción siguió sonando mientras me tumbaba en la cama, mirando al techo y... Espera —De ninguna manera —murmuré en medio del silencio y me incorporo, jadeando.

Mirando a mi derecha, encontré la cama que improvise en el suelo, todavía desordenada, con una almohada diferente tirada allí. La almohada de Robby. Me acostó en la cama en algún momento de la noche, recuerdo sentirme... flotando, pero pensé que sólo había sido un sueño.

Con mis mejillas ardiendo por alguna razón desconocida para mí, me volví a tumbar hasta que la canción empezó a molestarme. Entonces me levanté, apagué mi alarma y pienso en lo que voy hacer. Tengo hambre, así que hay que empezar por ahí.

Puesto que no quiero asaltar su nevera, compruebo si alguna de mi ropa está seca. El único vestido que he traído conmigo, y gracias a Dios, algo de ropa interior. Así que me la pongo, agarro parte de mi dinero y salgo por la puerta de atrás, de la que Robby me dejo la llave por si la llegaba a necesitar.

Salgo a comprar un café y un trozo de pastel en una cafetería cercana, decidí también comprarle uno a Robby, como agradecimiento. Lo pido para llevar y como en la mesa de la cocina, pensando e intentando no pensar en qué hacer a partir de ahora. Miro mi teléfono un par de veces, ni una llamada de mi madre. Bueno, probablemente no lo hará... No es que con su llamada cambie en algo las cosas.

—Veo que tenemos un invitado —me levanté bruscamente al escuchar de repente una voz, casi dejando caer la silla que tenía detrás y girándome hacia la puerta que da al pasillo, que da acceso al dojo. —No hace falta que te sobresaltes tanto, no pretendo hacerte daño.

—Usted debe de ser el sensei de Robby. Me dijo que podría venir —trago el nudo que se me formo con el susto, recordándome que Robby dijo que podía confiar en él.

—Al principio pensé que podrías ser un ladrón, o alguien de los otros dojos haciendo algún tipo de broma. Robby no trae chicas aquí.

—¡Oh! Oh, no. Él no me trajo aquí —me apresuro aclarar la situación mientras siento mi cara roja.

—¿No lo hizo? —el hombre se cruza de brazos, con las cejas juntas en señal de confusión.

—Quiero decir, si lo hizo. Pero no de ese modo.

—Estás demasiado nerviosa, jovencita, cuando no hay razón para estarlo. Cualquier amigo de Robby es también amigo mío. Así que, ¿por qué no vienes a mi oficina y me explicas por qué Robby te trajo a mi dojo?

Hay una orden bajo la amabilidad de su voz, pero de nuevo, Robby dijo que podía confiar en él. Así que asiento y me acerco a él, encontrando fácilmente el camino a la sala del tatami y luego a su despacho. Una vez allí, me senté en la silla del otro lado del escritorio, mientras el hombre ocupaba la de detrás.

—Soy el Sensei John Kreese —comenzó. —Yo y mi socio el Sensei Terry Silver dirigimos este dojo... Cobra Kai.

El nombre si que encaja con las palabras de la pared, igualmente amenazadoras. —Golpea primero. Golpea duro. Sin piedad —lo suelto sin pensar.

Kreese me sonríe. —Muy bien. Veo que conoces bien nuestra filosofía.

Asiento con la cabeza y me miro las manos. —Hay... Algunas personas a las que me gustaría golpear muy fuerte, y no mostrar piedad en absoluto —susurro muy bajo, mientras recuerdo al marido de mi madre golpeándola dos veces, y luego a mi.

—¿La persona que te hizo ese hematoma morado? —me preguntó Kreese, recostándose en su silla. Vuelvo asentir con la cabeza. —¿Por qué estás aquí...

—________ —le digo.

—¿Por qué estás aquí, ________?

Y procedo a decirle lo mismo que le dije ayer a Robby. La pelea, cómo le pegó a mi madre, y cómo no iba a aguantar nada de esa mierda. Y luego cómo me golpeó y me arrastró a la calle.

—Hay que ser valiente para levantarse así — me dijo Kreese, asintiendo ligeramente.

—Supongo que sí.

—No lo supongas. Tenlo por seguro —pone las manos sobre el escritorio y se inclina hacia delante. —Puedes quedarte todo el tiempo que quieras... Ya que supongo, no te hace mucha ilusión volver a casa.

Me muerdo el labio inferior y sacudo la cabeza. —No. No voy a volver. Si mi madre quiere más a su nuevo marido que a su propia hija, y si quiere vivir su vida bajándole la cabeza a ese asqueroso y estúpido tramposo, allá ella —lo digo con tanta rabia que sé que la decisión está tomada, aunque sólo lo haya dicho ahora. Volver atrás no es una opción para mí.

—Entonces eres bienvenida a quedarte todo el tiempo que necesites y... —un suave ruido en la puerta exterior le interrumpe. El hombre que entra tiene más o menos la misma edad que Kreese, pero lleva el pelo largo y blanco recogido en una coleta. Kreese le hace un gesto para que se acerque. —Permíteme presentarte a mi socio —espera a que el hombre se reúna con nosotros en el despacho. —Él es Terry Silver, como te dije. Silver, esta es la amiga de Robby, ________. La echaron de su casa y se quedará aquí.

Silver me mira con una sonrisa amable y me tiende la mano para que se la estreche. —Encantado de conocerte, ________. ¿Qué clase de buscapleitos eres? —No es esa clase de buscapleitos —el Sensei Kreese habla en mi defensa. —Me gustaría hablar contigo de ello, Silver, pero dejemos a ________ con sus cosas —se vuelve de nuevo hacia mi. —Siéntete como en casa —dice y me despido, levantándome y dirigiéndome al apartamento de atrás.

El día pasa despacio, y ocupo mi tiempo limpiando un poco cuando no hay nada bueno en la tele. A media tarde llama mi madre, lo que verdaderamente me sorprende. Hablamos durante un buen rato y veo cómo Robby sólo vuelve para ducharse y cambiarse para la clase de kárate.

Me mira con cierta preocupación en los ojos, pero con una seña de mi mano le indico que todo está bien. Horas después, cuando termina la clase y él vuelve, yo sigo hablando con ella. Pero entonces, decido decir lo que tengo que decir y cuelgo.

Estoy cansada, mentalmente cansada. Apoyo mi cabeza en la mesa, cerrando los ojos.

—Una decisión difícil — oigo decir a Robby, mientras siento como se coloca a un lado mío.

—Quiere que perdone a Philip. Que vuelva a casa. Que viva según sus reglas, que ignore que la golpea, que ignore que la engaña... Yo no puedo. Si el dinero es suficiente para ella para ignorar toda esa mierda, no lo es para mí. Que se joda con su sueldo —levanto la cabeza, pasando una mano por mi cabello. —Perdona. No pretendía fastidiarte con el drama de mi vida.

—No lo haces. Creo que...

—Robby —oímos al Sensei Kreese llamarlo, y se excusa para ir a hablar con él.

Sólo le dice unas palabras, y su nombre, pero no trato de encontrarles sentido. Robby vuelve un par de minutos después y pone algo de dinero sobre la mesa. —El Sensei Kreese nos ha pedido pizza. Llegará en cuarenta y cinco minutos más o menos —me dice y hace un gesto hacia el sofá. —¿Quieres ver si hay una buena película?

—Claro.

Los dos nos acercamos al sofá, sentándonos cada uno en una esquina. Robby enciende la televisión y pasa por algunos canales. Se detiene en unas películas de misterio y me pregunta si me parece bien, a lo que le asiento.

—El Sensei Kreese me ha dicho que puedes quedarte todo el tiempo que quieras. Pero tienes que ir a la escuela —habla al cabo de un rato, cuando pasan los anuncios.

—Ah, claro. Hoy sólo... no he podido. Pero tú... Dijiste que tenías clase sólo por las tardes, así que supongo que no vas al instituto West Valley.

—No. Me echaron después de una pelea. Empujé a un chico y se cayó por una barandilla, se golpeó contra las escaleras y entró en coma —abro mis ojos como platos y Robby pone los suyos en blanco. —Está bien. Camina y vuelve a practicar kárate. Así que ahora me he apuntado a un programa especial para los que abandonan los estudios para poder sacarme el diploma en verano.

—¿Esta pelea estaba relacionada con el karate?

—No eres así de nueva, ¿eh?

—Llevo aquí tres semanas, creo. Vine de Nueva York. Phillip quería alejar a mamá de su familia y aislarla. Y a mí —suspirando, hago un gesto despectivo con la mano. —Por eso no tenía adónde ir. Quiero decir, hice algunos amigos en la escuela. Halcón me acogía... Y me ocultaba de sus padres. Sam también, sus padres son geniales, pero llamarían a los míos y... Sería demasiado problema. Y aún no estoy lo suficientemente cerca como para pedir un favor así que... —veo que su expresión cambia y baja la mirada. —¿Los conoces?

—Son de un dojo enemigo. Así que no hablo con ellos —se aclaró la garganta, mirando fijamente a la tele cuando vuelve la película. —Y salí con Sam hace algún tiempo.

—¿Era ella la que te hacía ver esas películas románticas?

—No. Fue con la que salí después de ella.

—¿Por qué enemigos?

—Es una larga historia. Cobra Kai siempre tuvo mala relación con Miyagi-Do. Nosotros creemos en una cosa, y ellos en otra... Pero después de que el Sensei Kreese se hizo cargo de Cobra Kai y mi padre se fue, creó el Colmillo de Águila. Que ahora trabaja más o menos junto con Miyagi-Do —suspira, haciendo una pequeña pausa. —Se supone que se resolvería todo en el Torneo de Karate de All Valley. Y así fue durante una semana más o menos. Luego hubo un escándalo sobre jueces vendidos y toda esa mierda. Así que todo eso se pospuso para un nuevo torneo este Verano. El problema es que ese torneo es para menores de 18 años. Y yo ya tengo dieciocho, al igual que la mayoría de aquellos en los que el Sensei tenía puestas grandes esperanzas. Otros cumplirán los dieciocho antes del verano. Así que todos los dojos se están centrando en los menores de dieciocho, pero el Sensei Silver está intentando abrir una nueva Subdivisión.

Respiro hondo, preguntándome qué originó exactamente este conflicto. Probablemente se remonta a mucho tiempo atrás. —Bueno, son simpáticos... Los chicos de este Miyagi algo. Y Sam está saliendo con un chico ahora... Olvidé su nombre. Pero son lindos juntos —le digo sin pensar. —Lo siento.

—No te preocupes. Ya lo superé —afirma Robby, y luego me mira. —¿Y qué hay de ti? ¿Dejaste algún novio en Nueva York?

—No. Rompí con mi último novio un año antes de mudarme —me encojo de hombros mientras giro un poco el cuerpo hacia él cuando me pregunta el por qué. —Éramos más bien amigos. Era raro estar a punto de besarlo cuando nos hicimos novios... no sé. No estaba enamorada de él, eso es seguro.

—Espera —gira su cuerpo hacia mi también, y la película suena olvidada en el fondo. —¿El tipo no te besó?

Lo que dijo me hizo soltar una risita, y cuando siento que mis mejillas vuelven a calentarse, bajo la mirada hacia mis manos. —Sólo un piquito en los labios para saludarnos o despedirnos. No recuerdo ningún otro beso, así que...

—¿Un beso francés?

Vuelvo a soltar una risita, esta vez nerviosa. —No, nunca.

—¿Un beso con mordida? —sacudo la cabeza. —¿Un beso en el cuello?

—Definitivamente, no —en mi timidez, llevo una mano a mi mejilla, que naturalmente se mueve hacia mis labios.

Cuando alzo mi mirada para encontrarme de nuevo con Robby, él ya me está mirando. No puedo leer su cara, pero la forma en que me está mirando es intensa, y hace que toda mi cara se caliente esta vez. —Ha sido un estúpido. Deberían besarte.

Jadeando, respiro hondo, preguntándome qué decir a continuación. —De verdad...

Suena el timbre y mis palabras se desvanecen. Menos mal, porque lo que estaba a punto de ocurrir podría haber peligroso.

—Es la pizza. Voy por ella.

—Claro.

Cuando vuelve, el momento se ha esfumado, y comemos mientras nos quejamos del horrible giro argumental que acaba de revelar la película. Después, lo hago prometer que no volverá a acostarme en la cama, como hizo ayer, justo después de que me durmiera. Él sólo asiente como respuesta, pero a la mañana siguiente, vuelvo a despertarme en la cama. Y lo primero que recuerdo son los sueños tontos de besos dulces. Y no era a mi novio a quien veía en ellos.

Todos los créditos correspondientes a @imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl

[redroses07]

Dating Miguel Diaz ♡

[nostalgicninjas]

miguel: *getting his shit rocked by axel*

sam in the very next cut: ROBBY!!! TORY!!! MUST SAVE!!! MUST PROTECT!!!

[moonlit-knightz]

this looks like a scene from a gay indie film where the couple go somewhere and get called the f slur.

and miguel doesn’t want any trouble, but robby’s fed up with homophobia so he gets ready to beat their ass.

[beah388love]

Robby Keene Fluff Alphabet

18+ Minors DNI!!!

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A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

He loves watching movies with you and cuddling whilst listening to music.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He loves your hair , he loves playing with it and making hairstyles or shapes with it while your focusing on something or asleep.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He would sit with you and try to talk to you softly and get your mind off of what was causing your attack , if it was a place he would take you back to his house or somewhere else.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He pictures you guys happily together with a dog and your dream apartment/house with your dream jobs.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He's quite passive but he can be quite dominant too , but your both equal and try not to be overly either.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He would forgive you quite easily because be hated fighting with you because you was the only person he's every really cared about besides his mum. so he would give you space before talking to you about both of your feelings and talking things through.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He's very grateful for you and sometimes thinks your a gift from god or an angel dent from heaven , he loves you and cherishes every moment with you.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He doesn't have any secrets and if he did he wouldn't be able to hide it from you for more than a week , he would break and Feel bad for lying.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

You helped him emotionally and you got him to talk about his feelings to you , and he did the same for you.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He gets jealous easily and he will come up to you and give you a big kiss before looking at the guy and asking you who he is , eventually the guy would leave after Robby gave you another kiss and wrapped his arm around your waist , holding you closer to him.

K iss - Are they a good kisser?

What was the first kiss like?

He's a great kisser. Robby took you to the skate park and you had to leave since your dad was waiting in the car for you "bye swayze I've gotta go" you said giving him a kiss and he couldn't comprehend what happened but after a couple seconds he realised and couldn't hold in his smile "bye Y/N" he said and waved with a big smile still shocked from what happened.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

You guys were in his bed cuddling , he was laying with his head on top of you stomach and his body in between your legs , you was playing with his hair while watching the movie that was on. "I love you" Robby said softly and you couldn't tell if you was hallucinating or not. "Mhm?" You asked in case you heard him wrong "I love you" he said again "I love you too" you answered blushing a little.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

He always says he wants to get married and he wants it on a beach with beautiful clear water and white soft sand. You was about to ask him something when you turned around and he was on me knee with a ring "Y/N will you marry me?" He said looking up at you with love in his eyes "YES" you said jumping into his arms and wrapping you legs around his waist as he kissed you passionately.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He loves calling you Baby whilst cuddling and calling you cutie randomly every now and then.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He will just look at you and admire you , that's how people began to notice it because he would just sit or stand there and just watch you from afar (not in a creepy way lol).

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He loves bragging about you and telling people about you and he doesn't mind giving you kisses in public.

Q uirk - Some random ability they

have that's beneficial in a relationship.

He knows when your social battery is low or completely gone. He will tell people that you and him are going home because it's getting late or you have plans. And he will cuddle you when you get home "thanks sometimes it's just so draining" you said and Robby smiled "it's okay i know you have a low social battery" he said mad kissed your head.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He would do dinner dates and movie marathons with you and he didn't care if it was cliche or not as long as you both were happy and Enjoyed it.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

He loves helping you and watching you learn from him like in karate or in school.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He likes trying new things out but he likes to have some things the same like the important things he loves.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He knows you very well and he will always as comfort you and listen to you as long or as much as you need.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it's worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Your relationship is very important to him and he would give up lots for it because he knows how much you love eachother and how much he loves your relationship.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He always puts your favourite cup on the bottom shelf so you can reach it and if you are giving him the silent treatment he'll put it at the top so you have to ask him to get it for you.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

He loves cuddling and kisses , he's very affectionate and loves being big spoon and little spoon.

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

He tries to forget about it during the day and will text you or call you throughout the day to check up on you and see how you are.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He would go to great lengths for your relationship like he would give up karate for you.

[cheoridoll]

distraction —

pairing: robby keene x reader

warning: none, just something cute

words counted: 1.582

includes: just Robby like a puppy after his love

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay, but stop making that weird face."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Take me to the infirmary straight away."

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

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

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

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

"What did I do, Robby"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Needy. For you." - they laughed.

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

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

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

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

[iloveslllycatss]

RUNA BBG MY NO ONE PLEASE PKOK ROBBY AND MIGUEL WITH A GF WHO LAUGHS IN HORROR MOVUES WHEN CHARACTERS GET HURT AND LAUGHED WHEN THEY BEAT THE PPL IN ALL VALLEY (totally not bcs i do this)

## — “𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐃 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮)”

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘦 x 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 

𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 ! 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰… 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘜 𝘕𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘌𝘕 and sorry this is so rushed <;/3

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘦

you and robby haven’t been on a date in FOREVER. so you decided to have this mandatory movie date since you missed him.

atm you and him were cuddled up on the couch and every now and then he’d give u a little kiss on the temple, the 2nd movie had just ended and you guys were gonna watch a 3rd.

“baby, can we watch a scary movie?”

you looked at robby, asking him and he just looked back at you with these soft, loving eyes and he smiles

“yeah, you can pick which one, babe”

…….

that was a mistake.

you picked to watch the movie terrifier 2.

about 45 minutes had gone by in the movie and nothing really happened yet, until there was this one scene. 

this one scene where the clown dude was killing the girl.

he had cut around her hairline and ripped the skin off of her head, blood EVERYWHERE. and you? you were laughing your motherfucking ass off

“WHY DOES SHE LOOK LIKE THAT AHAHAHAAHA”

robby looked at you with the most horrified face ever, his eyebrows were furrowed and the whole time all he could think was ‘is she okay???’

as more and more gore goes on in the movie, your eyes started to water, that’s how much you were laughing

“y/n.. baby.. love.. are you okay? is everything okay???”

robby had the most concerned look on his face, but it quickly vanished and became a smile after you replied

“yeah im all good, it’s just so damn funny” you said, wiping a few tears from your eyes

“you’ve gone mad, y/n”

“but you love it. isn’t that right, robby?”

he sighs with a small chuckle 

“yeah i guess i do”

@/ilovesillycats

plz don’t copy my work 😞

[bunnybonesstudio]

Cobra Kai Fact #2703

Johnny and the kids all begged Daniel to go to the Erotic Museum in Barcelona for the ENTIRE trip and did not stop until he finally gave in.

Everyone had a fantastic time.

Daniel did not.

[jaozendry]

Robby Keene x M!Reader: Friendship

Pairing: Robby Keene x M!Reader

PART 1

Warnings: mentions of bullying and homophobia

Summary: In an attempt to defend yourself against your bullies, but also to grow closer to Robby, you finally decide to join Cobra Kai. However, a chance encounter with Robby occurs during your night shift.

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Your heart skipped a beat when you recognized the address this meal was supposed to be delivered to: Cobra Kai dojo.

You've been thinking long and hard about joining Cobra Kai after meeting Robby, more than you've ever been. Maybe meeting him finally convinced you to learn karate to defend yourself. But also, the bullying's been way worse during these last couple of weeks. You're not even sure if you're allowed to leave your apartment to go to school anymore. You've been struggling more than ever after being kicked out of the house by your homophobic parents. Now, you have to deal with your neighbours and being bullied all over the place. They need to pay, you need revenge. You're done running away, but for now, this meal still has to be delivered.

You enter the dojo, slightly shaking, your head filled with anxiety. What if it's Robby? Can you face him after all this time? What if he forgot about you? You continue slowly walking into the dojo when you spy a silhouette coming from the changing room. Robby appears before you, drenched in sweat, a towel on his shoulder. You look at him up and down, shocked at his seemingly perfect physique before meeting his kind gaze. He smiles.

"I didn't know you were a delivery guy." he says, crossing his arms, still smiling like an angel.

"Yeah, I... uh... sorry, here's your meal. That'll be 20 dollars."

He opens his wallet, frowning when he realizes he's just a few dollars short.

"Ugh, sorry, I'm just a few dollars short. I got here a few weeks ago when you dropped me off, so I barely have any money. I still didn't pay my part of the rent. Sorry."

You smile to him in an understanding manner, opening your wallet.

"You know what, that one's on me."

"You don't have to-" he replies before you kindly cut him off.

"It's okay, Robby. It's all good." you say, lending him his meal.

He laughs awkwardly and picks up the bag.

"Thanks, Y/N. How about you eat it with me? My sensei isn't coming back until tomorrow, and I do owe you something."

You check your phone and realize your shift ended a while ago.

"Yeah, sure, gladly." you reply awkwardly, smiling like an idiot. "I'm just gonna go nextdoor to get something to eat for myself."

Robby immediately heads for the door upon hearing those words, checking his wallet on the way.

"My treat." You were about to respond before he cuts you off, smiling. "You literally paid for my meal, I'm gonna pay for yours, unless you want to starve while looking at me eat?" he adds jokingly. You nod, still smiling and joining him.

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Robby and you laughed like your lives depended on it that night. Sitting on the floor while eating, talking about your life stories and experiences. You truly felt like he appreciated you, at least as a friend. All of your worries drifted away. At one point, the subject got deep. That's when you learned about his dad and how exactly he ended up in juvie. You learned about his girlfriend cheating on him while he was locked up, the fight at the high-school and how he got into karate. All of these stories gave you the courage to join Cobra Kai.

"So, that's basically how I got into karate, and also Cobra Kai. I want to get back at Mr. LaRusso and everyone who did me wrong. "He takes a bite out of the food he ordered before sighing.

"Sorry for complaining about all of this, you must be annoyed." You shake your head, reassuring him that you're invested in his stories.

"You know, I've been thinking about joining Cobra Kai myself. I also want to get back at people who did wrong to me, too." You zone out for a bit, wondering if you should tell Robby about your sexual orientation. Will he reject you? Will he end up like everyone else you know, or is he different?

"Oh yeah? What did they do?" he asks, invested in what you have to say. You look at the ground, still wondering and thinking. He clearly notices and reassures you.

"It's okay, Y/N. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. We'll talk about it when you're ready." he says, putting his hand on your shoulder.

"Thanks." you whisper, meeting his gaze for a few seconds.

"Also, I wanted to ask you something. I've been thinking about this for a while now. Can you train me? Can I join Cobra Kai?"