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[moraltaught]

she  doesn't  know  what  to  say  other  than  look  over  at  duncan  and  his  wishes.  she  wanted  cobra  kai  to  lose  too  but  she  doesn't  want  him  to  feel  down  for  it.  she  isn't  one  to  understand  what  the  dojo  would  mean  to  anyone  (  after  learning  about  her  father's  own  history,  she  has  been  curious  but  any  chance  of  connecting  with  it  on  an  emotional  level  felt  odd  ).  duncan  is  the  only  connection  she  has  with  the  dojo  and  the  one  she  cares  the  most.  robby  too,  wanting  to  get  the  boy  she  knew  so  well  out  of  that  mess.  that's  why  she  has  to  win.  the  girl  relaxes  under  his  touch,  his  kiss  a  much  needed  connection.  

"i  love  you."  she  blurts  out  in  that  moment  as  he  keeps  speaking  good  words  and  filling  her  up  with  emotions.  sam  isn't  sure  how  welcoming  the  feeling  would  be  but  she  had  to  say  it.  "i  just  wanted  to  say  it.  you  don't  need  to  say  it  back  but.  .  .i  wanted  to  say  it  before  the  match."  a  short  pause,  as  her  hands  hold  on  the  edges  of  his  gi.  it  seems  forbidden  almost,  the  cobra  kai  gi  and  her  miyagi-do  one,  looking  like  opposites  as  they  embrace.

    𝖍𝖊  𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉  𝖙𝖔  𝖑𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍  𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙𝖑𝖞,   shaking  his  head  as  he  didn't  want  to  admit  which  of  his  two  senseis  had  taught  him  the  move  that  she  had  admire  because  he  was  sure  she  wouldn't  like  the  answer.   but  duncan  lets  her  pull  him  to  face  her,  blue  eyes  softening  as  he  looks  at  her,  sighing  softly,   "   is  it  bad  that  i'm  kinda  hopin'  my  dojo  loses?    "   he  admits  softly,  knowing  that  in  some  messed  up  way,  he  doesn't  have  the  strength  he  wished  he  had  to  walk  away  completely.   if  cobra  kai  was  gone,  then  he  could  just  do  the  right  thing  for  once.   duncan  always  had  a  way  of  doing  the    𝖜𝖗𝖔��𝖌   thing  whenever  he  knew  he  should  do  the  right  thing.   yet  when  she  said  about  him  leaving,  his  smile  dropped  and  he  shook  his  head,   "   what?   i'm  not  goin'  anywhere.   you  think  i'd  miss  this?   you're  gonna  win  this  whole  thing,    "   she  was  the  better  fighter.   tory  was  good,  but  sam  was  incredible.   she  knew  exactly  what  she  was  doing,  she  was  doing  it  for  the  right  reasons  and  sam  just  deserved  to  win.   duncan  cups  her  face  gently  and  leans  down  to  give  her  a  soft  kiss,   "   i'm  not  goin'  anywhere,  i'm  stayin'  here  and  i'm  gonna  cheer  for  you,  no  matter  what  happens,    "   because  whilst  he  may  not  have  the  strength  to  walk  away,  that  didn't  mean  that  he  gave  two  shits  what  kreese  or  silver  thought  about  him  and  he  was  always  just  so    𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉   at  rebelling  against  authority  in  his  life.

[moraltaught]

sam   debated   if   she   should   go   follow   him   or   not.   it   seemed   overkill   almost.   they   are   still   in   rival   dojos   and   not   in   the   fun   way   that   eagle   fang   and   miyagi-do   had   been.   but,   he   was   her   boyfriend   and   despite   anything   else,   she   wanted   to   be   there   to   help   him.   so   sam   rushes   over   to   where   he   left   after   fighting   miguel.   sam   finds   him   in   the   corridor,   a   hand   reaching   over   his   arm   to   pull   him   back   from   whatever   mindscape   he   had   pulled   himself   under.   "you   didn't   suck.   and   you   were   great,   okay?   screw   what   your   senseis   will   think.   that   was   awesome,   specially   that   spin   kick   you   did."   sam   points   out,   her   hand   dropping   to   reach   his   own   and   pull   herself   closer,   the   other   hand   fixing   up   sweaty   hair   from   his   features.   "it's   okay   if   you   want   to   leave,   though.   i   won't   be   mad.   .   .but   i   just   wanted   to   see   how   you   were   feeling."

@moraltaught    /    𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 ; 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌.

    𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖓'𝖙 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍,    he didn't think he even cared so much and yet here he was, pissed at himself for losing against miguel diaz.    which should've been expected, he was the champion.    but he was also the kid that had a broken back not too long ago, so yeah, he was pissed at himself.    he was bigger and stronger, he should've won that fight and he didn't.    when he was calmer and the adrenaline was no longer running high, he would be able to focus on the fact that miguel had more skill and had been training longer than him.    but right now, he was just pissed that sam's ex boyfriend had absolutely kicked his ass in front of her.    fuck this.    leaning against the wall of the corridor outside of the hall, knowing he should get back inside and support his team, he didn't want to miss sam's next fight either.    he didn't even hear her approaching till he felt her hand on his arm, his breathing already calming at her touch,    "    please tell me i didn't suck as much as i feel like i did,    "    duncan says softly, needing some reassurance because there was no way he would be getting from either of his sensei's.    looking at her, he tried to smile and felt like it must looked forced,    "    i'll be fine.    i'm not gonna miss a chance to watch you fight,    "