#cobra kai hawk

[sensei-venus]

How does hawk react when he finds it his chubby gf has never been eat out before? Not bc she didn't want it bc bc her ex partners never cared

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He's in shock but he hides it. How did no guy want to go down on her? Is it not every guys wet dream to be smothered between thick thighs with a pretty wet pussy in their face? Because it was definitely one of his.

Their in her bedroom, her parents long gone for the next few days on a work trip.

Both of them have been dating for a while but they only recently started having sex. Mostly just fingering and handjobs, a few times they actually got down to having penetrating sex. They decided together that they wanted to try something new so Hawk brought up the idea of oral. They both agreed to try it, Hawk didn’t notice the way Reader played with her fingers out of nervousness.

Her first time giving him a blow job was interesting. Hawk let her control the situation as he watched her bob up and down on his dick. At first she could only take half of him into her mouth but after a few good try’s over a few minutes she was finally able to take him down to the base. Her puffy lips wrapped around his cock and pressed against his pelvis, her nose flat against his pubic hair. She gagged and moaned around him the whole time, sucking him down with every pass. Spit dribbled over his dick and dripped down her chin. One last thrust into her hot mouth and he busted down her throat, his hot load dripped down her throat. She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit and cum connected her now raw lips to his softened cock. She kissed the head before licking the thick cum ring from his base.

That’s what lead to now.

Reader completely naked laying on the bed with her lower half dangling off the edge. Her legs where clamped shut tight. Her hands playing with her stomach as her face flushed. Hawk stood over her looking her right in the eyes with a raised brow.

“I-I uhh just have never-“

“What?”

“This is just kinda new to me I've never had anyone…..”

“No guy has ever gone down on your fat little pussy before? How?”

Reader puffed out her cheeks, she could feel herself getting hot from the slight embarrassment “I don’t know, my last boyfriend never wanted to, he said it was gross and nasty to do that to girls so we never did....I just gave him blowjobs....” a frown crossed her face at the thought of the old memories of her ex. The idea of him giving her oral was only brought up once, and it was a firm no followed by multiple verbal lashes on why it was stupid of her to even ask about it.

She never brought it up ever again.

Hawk’s hand grabbed roughly at the flesh of her big thigh, squeezing it like a stress toy. He smirked as he looked down at her, his eyes full of mischief. He bit his lip as he started to grin at her. His eyebrows going up as he talked.

“Baby I want to get between your legs and never come out. I want to drown in your pussy juice and suffocate between your thighs. It’s not nasty, being able to please a girl with your mouth is a “luxury” Princess. Let me make you feel good?”

Reader could only nod as she released her legs and let them fall open for him.

Leaning down he kissed from her face down to her neck and over her collar bone. He got lost in her tiny sounds as he kissed down her breasts and took a moment to suck at one of her nipples. Sucking until her nipple was hard and covered in his hot spit, he kissed it before moving down her belly. Sucking marks into the soft skin of her belly. One of her hands moved from his face to his shoulder as she felt him go lower down her body. At this point she couldn’t help but pant out as he worked her whole body open, the feeling of his lips against her skin was intoxicating.

Hawk finally got down between her legs. He smirked as he pulled her legs apart and threw her legs over his shoulders. He took a minute to look at her cunt, he watched as her clit twitched in need. Taking his thumbs he pulled her lower lips apart and watched as she glistened under the rooms light. Her lips where drooling, getting his fingers wet and sticky with her nectar. She jerked as he blew air onto her clit. He gave a small chuckle at her reaction until he licked a fat strip from the bottom of her hole to her clit.

She tasted even better then he had imagined in his dreams.

Her clit was hot and throbbing as he licked at it, lapping at the bud before giving it a wet suck. She yelped as her thighs wrapped around his head with every suck he made to her clit. He moaned out around her. She moaned and gasped out as she started to figure out his little game. He suckled her and traced patterns into her sensitive clit.

He unlatched from her bud to lap at her hole. She twitched and drooled at his attentive actions. He open mouth lapped at her slit. 

Slowly he started to insert his tongue into her wet heat. She locked up around him as he started to tongue fuck her tight hole open. Her cunt pushed against his tongue with every thrust, he couldn’t help but grunt out with every pass of his tongue into her pussy. She gripped at his head as he worked her over. She squealed when his nose brushed against her clit when he got his tongue as deep as he could inside of her.

She tried to cover her mouth as she rocked against her boyfriends face. She couldn’t stop her hips from jerking up to meet the thrusts of his tongue. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, she was sensitive all over and her stomach wouldn’t stop bubbling in pleasure. The pressure inside of her was building with every minute, her gut felt tight and burning hot. Tears brimming in her eyes.

“Eli I'm cumming I'm cumming! Please I can't please-” she couldn't hold back her sobs and babbling. Her mouth just couldn't stop moving as he played with her sensitive area. Her pussy almost going raw.

It was over when he stuffed three fingers into her tight cunt, roughly fingering her open. With one last moment he sucked her clit back into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could.

She practical vibrated underneath him. His arms had to hold her down by her thighs with the way her lower body tried to jerk up. Hot cum and slick leaked from her hole in violent streams. He slowly worked her though her orgasm so she could enjoy the last bits of pleasure he had given get. He removed himself from her clit once she stated to whimper at his attention. He removed his finger from her gapping pussy that still twitched from her rough orgasm. He licked them clean before moving up to meet her at the head of the bed.

Her eyes where closed as she tried to catch her breath. She was practically glowing. Hawk licked his lips before smirking.

“So I think we are definitely doing that again soon, like everyday? Because I would be so cool with that.”

Reader could only give him a shaky thumbs up before letting her head fall back into the bed.

[greetings-and-salutations]

“Get Your F*cking Hands Off Her, A*shole!”

Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz x Reader

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Summary: It was an unspoken rule around West Valley High that (Y/n) (Y/l/n) was completely and utterly off limits. No one dared test the boundaries when it came to that rule, for fear that her Mohawk-clad boyfriend would go all Cobra Kai on them. Of course, every now and again, a newbie didn’t get the memo…

Warnings: starred out swear words, overprotective Hawk, creepy dude making (Y/n) uncomfy, prejudice against “North Hills” with a substantial lack of reasoning to back it up 😬😂, lack of adherence to plot line of the source material

Pairing: Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE 😬😬 I’m trying to get back on schedule as soon as possible, I promise! 👌👌👌

Eli Moskowitz and (Y/n) (Y/l/n) were in love. Everyone knew it, and, because of Eli’s status in their school’s hierarchy as “Hawk” the “Cobra King,” no one dared refute it. It was a system that worked. An unspoken line, if you will, that, when crossed, was swiftly dealt with. And the perpetrator never did it again. Hawk made sure of that.

But there were still some who, to them, the pretty girl in math class was simply the pretty girl in math class. Nothing more. No ties to a Mohawked gang leader, and certainly no harm in asking her out on a date this weekend. Perhaps to the movies? There was a pretty cool drive in just across town…

“That’s a bad idea.” Toby turned to look at the girl who’d spoken, an embarrassed expression on his face at having been caught staring, before he crossed his arms over his chest and scowled, in an attempt to cover it up.

“What?” He asked, glaring at her, annoyed by her unhelpful interjection in something that clearly didn’t involve her. He didn’t know who she was, being the new kid usually meant that was the case, but, Toby could already tell, whoever this girl was, she wasn’t someone he wanted to be spending his time with. She gave him the heebie jeebies, and not in the good way. Her face suddenly transformed into a smirk, before she gestured towards where his eyes had been trained just moments before.

“You’re staring at (Y/n) right?” She asked her own gaze taking in the sight of the girl at her locker just down the hall. Toby cringed a little, having hoped he’d been a tad more discreet, but this creepy girl had seen right through him.

“So?” He asked, defensively, wondering what exactly she wanted from him, landing on simply “picking on the new guy,” before she opened her mouth and spoke again.

“Yeah. That’s not gonna happen. Trust me, dude.” She replied, vaguely, but Toby just rolled his eyes, not believing her for a second.

“Who even are you?” He asked rudely, but the girl just laughed, an unsettling sound that left Toby’s skin crawling.

“Tory with a y.” She answered, as if he should know. (He didn’t.) “Listen, newbie.” She pouted sarcastically, before patting his shoulder. “I get it. You don’t know how things work around here.” Her patting ceased as she grabbed his shoulders, rather harshly turning him back towards the math class girl; towards (Y/n). “But I’m telling you right now, She’s not someone you wanna mess with.” Toby scoffed, his patience for this conversation wearing thin, as he pulled out of Tory’s grip.

“She seems harmless.” He said, before turning away from (Y/n) and towards his unwanted companion. “You, however, weird me out, so I’m gonna go talk to (Y/n). Bye, now.” He began to walk off, heading towards the girl’s locker and mentally psyching himself up as he did, before a loud voice called out after him.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you!” Tory yelled, but Toby just rolled his eyes again, before mumbling under his breath.

“You can’t tell me what to do, psycho…”

+ + +

“And then I told him that if he tried to do that again I was gonna take his face and-“

“Hey, Hawk!” The boy turned around when Tory’s voice sounded over the conversation, an annoyed look on his face at being interrupted.

“What is it?” He spat angrily, causing Tory to raise her hands in mock defense.

“Just thought you’d wanna know I just saw the new guy practically eye-banging your girl in the hallway.” She said casually, but Hawk’s heart stopped all the same.

“What?” He asked, through gritted teeth, hoping he’d heard her wrong. But Tory just nodded her head.

“Some dude. Troy or Tanner or something. New kid. Just moved here from North Hills or some sh*t.” She was still talking but, past the point of confirmation, Hawk was done listening.

“Where is he now?” He asked, his fists clenched, itching to do to this new kid what he’d been about to describe before Tory’s interruption. Nobody messed with his (Y/n)…

“Last I saw he was headed towards (Y/n)’s locker. Something about asking her out?”And that was when Hawk snapped.

“The he*l he is!” (Y/n) was HIS girlfriend. Everyone knew that. Who did he think he was? This punk coming in and trying to cheat the system, and steal away HAWK’S girl? This Troy, or Tanner, or whatever-the-f*ck his name was, was gonna pay. And Hawk was gonna make sure of it.

“I’m gonna go deal with this sh*thead. Beat his a*s…”

+ + +

“You’re (Y/n), right?” (Y/n) (Y/l/n) spun around quickly at the voice, confused as she didn’t recognize it, before coming face to face with the new kid she vaguely remembered from one of her earlier classes. She smiled politely, before responding.

“Yeah, that’s me.” She agreed, before a frown reached her face. “I’m sorry I don’t-“ She began apologizing for not recalling his name, but the boy cut her off with a shrug, leaning against the locker beside hers and effectively boxing her in, though (Y/n) assumed it was unintentional.

“Toby. I just moved here.” (Y/n) nodded along at his words, as she took a small step back, only for her foot to collide with the metal of a locker door.

“Toby… hi.”

“Hi…” (Y/n) wondered what exactly it was that he wanted, or whether it was just to introduce himself. But if that was the case, why hadn’t he left yet?

“Did you need something?” She asked, hoping she didn’t come off as rude or anything, though if she did, he didn’t point it out, or do anything really other than shake his head while laughing at himself.

“Sh*t, yeah. Um, I was actually wondering…” He trailed off, his eyes meeting hers in an intense gaze that she was both unwilling and unable to reciprocate. “Well, you’re really pretty, ya know…” (Y/n) didn’t like where this was going. She made to carefully remove his arm from the locker, so that she could walk away, but Toby apparently wasn’t finished, and reached for her wrist, holding it tightly in his grip to keep her in place. “Hold on just a second!” (Y/n)’s eyes widened in shock. “I dunno… I was sorta thinkin-“

“Get your f*cking hands off her, a*shole!”

+ + +

If Hawk wasn’t already seeing red at just the idea of someone he didn’t know flirting with (Y/n), the sight of her being held up against a locker with that frightened look on her face would surely have done it. And it did, for the next move Hawk made was not something that he would have ever done in front of his girlfriend had the situation not demanded it…

“Get your f*cking hands off her, a*shole!” It was like time had slowed down, and there was no one in the room but them; Hawk, and the sleezeball touching his girl.

The new guy spun around, his expression clearly annoyed, until he noticed the murderous one pointed back at him. His face dropped in worry.

“Look, dude. I dunno what you think-“ He began (trying to explain himself, perhaps?), but Hawk’s attention remained on his hand… that had yet to move.

“Oh I know exactly what I think!” He practically growled, stepping forward threateningly. “I think you’ve got your sh*tty North Hills hands all over my girlfriend, and if you don’t let go right now I’m gonna send you back to North Hills; only this time it’ll be in a body bag!” On a normal day, Hawk would’ve smirked at the “I just wet myself” look that had suddenly appeared on the dopes face, but this wasn’t a normal day. On a normal day, if some douche bag decided to mess with Hawk they’d do it directly, not through (Y/n). There was a level of respect there, at least for the girl. Because, everyone knew, messing with him was on thing, but (Y/n)? Practically a death sentence.

“I-I didn’t know-“ The new guy stuttered out, his grip finally releasing from (Y/n)’s skin, the girl slipping away from him and behind her boyfriend the moment she was able. Hawk felt her small hands tighten against the back of his hoodie and his angry frown deepened.

“Oh “you-you didn’t know”?” He mocked, carefully removing his girlfriends fingers from his clothes and advancing towards the other boy, nothing stopping him now from cracking this dweebs skull. He’d teach him not to mess with his girl again…

+ + +

Smack!

Smack!

“Ow!”

Crunch!

Pop!

Pop!

“Ughhhhhhhh…”

Crack!

“Stop, please!”

Hawk dropped the bruised and bloody body of the new kid harshly on the floor, before standing over him, his breathing heavy. (Y/n)’s eyes were wide. She’d never seen this side of him before. Sure, she knew he got into fights. She had to clean him up after them all the time. But he usually made it a point to keep her out of them. Though, (Y/n) supposed there wasn’t much way to keep her out of this one, since it happened over her. She frowned, suddenly feeling immensely guilty.

“If I see you anywhere near her again, we’ll be back here. Got it?” He snarled, his back now to (Y/n), which she appreciated, as she wasn’t sure she wanted to see his face look like that. She liked the soft way her Eli looked at her. She didn’t think she’d be too fond of visions of angry Hawk intruding her lovesick thoughts. “I said: Do. You. Understand!?!” (Y/n) watched the guy nod his head so fast she thought it might fall off, before scrambling to his feet. Hawk turned to make his way towards his friends and his girl, calling back over his shoulder as he did. “Now, get outta here before I change my mind.”

+ + +

“You okay, Princess?” Hawk had cooled down a little at the look on her face, hating that he’d contributed to it, but also knowing he’d had to do what he did. (Y/n) nodded slightly, though she wouldn’t meet his eyes. Hawk frowned, worried she was upset with him about the fight, though he couldn’t fathom why. That douchebag was hurting her. He’d just put a stop to it like any good boyfriend would. Speaking of…

“Can I see?” He gestured towards her wrist, receiving a small noise of agreement. He reached for her hand, his anger gradually returning as he took in the obvious fingerprints against her smooth skin. He tried to calm himself down, talking a deep breath before leaning down to press a soft kiss to her wrist.

“You’re gonna have a bruise.” He mumbled against her skin. But (Y/n) just shrugged.

“I don’t care.” Hawk sighed, running his hand down the side of his face anxiously.

“(Y/n)… you know I had to, right?” He asked, watching her face carefully as it changed, relief washing over him as she slowly nodded her head.

“I know… I just wanna go home. Can we?” She looked up at him with a small pout that Hawk was quick to agree to.

“Course, (Y/n/n). We can do anything you want.” He promised with a soft smile that dated back to his Eli days and was reserved exclusively for her. (Y/n) grinned a little, though Hawk wasn’t sure what was so funny. He wasn’t gonna comment on it though, just happy he’d got her smiling again.

“Ice cream?” She asked hopefully, earning a chuckle from her boyfriend, as his arm wrapped around her shoulder and he steered her towards the door.

“Sure, Princess. Whatever you want.”

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[loveronlineee]

Change (Hawk x Reader)

Eli (Hawk) Moskowitz x Reader (She/Her)

A Cobra Kai rewrite with Y/N added in:)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Change 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

[moonlit-knightz]

oh how I have missed these two so much! finally we're back! Demetri & Eli binary brothers! 🤙🏼🤟🏼

[iloveslllycatss]

## — “𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊.”

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 , 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦)

𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 ! 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥𝘴. 𝘍𝘖𝘙 𝘏𝘈𝘠𝘈𝘛𝘐 𝘕𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘌𝘕 @rinniezz

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥𝘴

miguel diaz ! 

★ — this mf already knew EVERYTHING about periods

★ — his mom and yaya taught him about it since he was young

★ — so when u got ur period? easy.

★ — if you have cramps (obvi everyone had cramps… right?) hes already right there for you, cuddling u

★ — if he can’t cuddle you (like if ur out in public) he’d always have ibuprofen or like tylenol for you

★ — makes sure your always hydrated

★ — this dude is like a personal ass heater, u don’t need a heating pad when he’s with u.

★ — he still gets u one tho

★ — wouldn’t make a big deal about it if you bleed on the sheets

★ — if you ever bled through your pants in public he’d let you tie his jacket or flannel or whatever around your waist to hide it

★ — he understands you have mood swings and just does his best to not provoke you or anything

★ — hes the type of boyfriend that as soon as he finds out you’re on your period he suddenly teleported to the mini mart and comes back with all your favorite snacks and pads/tampons

★ — hes just so perfect bro (i want him.)

★ — would definitely give u a hoodie or jacket of his to let you wear since he knows you love them

★ — if your at his house and need a pad/tampon he’s suddenly left to grab u one from the closet

★ — sorry not sorry but his mom probably only has pads so if ur a tampon girl then idk what to tell you

★ — he’d just buy u some dw

★ — def has asked his mom or yaya for recipes of your favorite mexican dishes so he could make them for you.

★ — he failed miserably… but atleast he tried 😞 

★ — he knows your cycle so he’s already prepared for it every time

★ — hes just so perfect. 

★ — i love miguel

★ — best boy

robby keene !

★ — i’m sorry but man didn’t know what to do when u got ur period

★ — he TRIED tho

★ — when u get cramps he probably wouldn’t cuddle you unless u ask.. 

★ — he would get u ibuprofen or tylenol tho

★ — hes prob one of those bfs that you’d have to explain what a period is to..

★ — BUT HES A QUICK LEARNER SO after the first 2 time you explained it he got it right away

★ — if you’d ever ask him to buy u pads or tampons he’d go, no shame

★ — hed bring back a bag of ur favorite snacks and candy and pads

★ — would spoon u to bed 

★ — would do everything for you

★ —  water? he got u one. hungry? doordashing food rn. cramps? cuddles.

★ — would understand your mood swings but sometimes it’d get on his nerves…

★ — like one time you snapped at him and instead of him trying to calm u down he snapped back..

★ — he said sorry first, and gave u 934829384838 kisses after

★ — would try to motivate u to be productive if your unmotivated 

★ — hed prob say something like “if you get up we’ll go on a date this weekend.”

★ — the first time u bled on the sheets he was a little disgusted 

★ — but after a while he realized it was normal and you can’t control it

★ — wasn’t disgusted after that, but he still didn’t clean it off, he let u do that 😭 (since u have to hand wash the sheets so blood comes off)

★ — gives u massages to untense ur muscles 

★ — hes so cute bro

★ — 10/10 boyfriend

small hc i have for hawk !

★ — asks you what size pussy u have when he goes to buy u pads.

@/ilovesillycats

plz don’t copy my work 😞

[justauthoring]

Shadow of Yourself [5/18]

Prompt: “You’ve changed, Eli. I barely even know who you are right now.”

A/N: guess who finally reappears? eliiiiiiii! look forward to come angst :)

Based off of: Cobra Kai 02x04 and 02x05 Warnings: some swear words (because tumblr apparently doesn’t like that), fighting, bullying, etc. Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x F!Reader

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WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

Learning karate was a lot different then you expected it to be.

Mr. Larusso—Sensei Larusso—was nice and super patient with you for someone who barely knew what they were doing. He also seemed entirely too giddy at the thought of you being a new student and could barely contain his excitement the first day you walked into his dojo.

Robby and Sam had been off on their own training, which you guess made sense given that they were a lot more skilled and proficient in the art then you were. It still felt odd.

Because instead of actual training, you were doing chores. Well, they’d seemed like chores at first but it became clear pretty early on that it was a trick for the muscle memory aspect — the defence would pay off upon doing the movements repetitively.

Waxing the cars, sanding the deck, painting the house.

At first you’d been afraid it was some elaborate trick of Sam’s just to get you to do the chores she didn’t want you to do, or that Mr. Larusso needed help with—but you knew Sam and quickly deduced that that was as far fetched as it could get.

Besides, while it hurt your back and your arms were incredibly sore, doing the chores got your mind off of things. Provided a distraction. One you’d desperately needed, and in the scheme of things didn’t mind all that much.

Enough so that when you finished sanding the deck on your first day, a good two hours later, you’d all but skipped over to Mr. Larusso with a smile on your face. “Mr. Larusso,” you call out to him, eyes flickering briefly to Sam and Robby whose stood next to him. “I finished the deck.”

“Perfect timing, Y/N,” he grins, causing you to blink in response.

“What’s happening?” You ask, tilting your head in confusion.

Sam and Mr. Larusso eye each other briefly, before the latter turns to you; “we’re going on a trip.”

Turns out the trip meant heading to the beach house that Mr. Larusso and his family often frequented, the four of you piling into Mr. Larusso’s car—the ‘banana boat’ Sam dubbed it, which you were told was a gift from Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Larusso’s Sensei. Sam was sat up front with her father, while you and Robby were in the back.

You haven’t really gotten the chance to talk to Robby beyond your small, rather awkward chat at the Valley Festival. You weren’t really sure how to approach him given that he didn’t really seem to, well, like you all that much.

“I still don’t understand how going to the beach is gonna help us get students.”

“It’s not the students that I’m after,” Mr. Larusso answers Robby, briefly glancing over at the both of you. “It’s the parents.”

“So,” Sam speaks up, her brows furrowing in disbelief. “You’re counting on kids listening to their parents?”

You nod, “yeah. No offence, Mr. Larusso, but kids almost make it their goal not to listen to their parents.”

“No, no, I’m counting on parents doing whatever it takes to protect their kids.” He rebuttals, shaking his head. “Look, I’ve tried everything else to promote Miyagi-Do. If this doesn’t work… nothing will.”

Well, you can’t help but think, hopefully then it will.

-

Mr. Larusso told you to make yourself comfortable…

What did that even mean?

You’ve never been to a beach house, let alone such a fancy one and the bathing suit Sam had let you borrow was far beyond your level of comfort. You can’t remember the last time you’ve gone swimming or worn a swimsuit, especially in front of others.

Especially in front of a boy.

Even, really, a girl too.

Your outings with Eli and Demetri had consisted of the comic book shop, the arcade or a movie at one of your houses. This was different—far too different and you felt extremely out of your element.

You’d yet to meet up with Sam and Robby yet, it felt a lot more awkward when you were with the both of them. Sam and Robby were obviously friends, close ones at that, and yeah, you and Sam got along but it’s like every time you were within the vicinity of Robby, he looked like he’d rather be anywhere else.

At the very least, away from you.

How were you supposed to approach that? You’d been friends with only Eli and Demetri for as long as you had because you didn’t know how to talk to people.

But you also couldn’t hide forever.

Unfortunately.

So, steeling your nerves, you pull the sleeves of your shirt further down your arms, making your way over to where you saw Sam and Robby settle down. Only, as you make your way over, you only see Robby.

“Hey,” you call softly, ignoring the slight shake of your voice. Robby turns to you at the sound of your voice, faltering slightly when he realizes it’s you.

You ignore the look, taking a seat on the bench next to him. “Where’s Sam?”

“She went to talk with Aisha.”

Your lips form an ‘o’, nodding to yourself as you shuffle back on the bench, trying to get comfortable. You can’t help but briefly glance to your left, at Robby, and hope that he’ll say something else. Anything else.

He seems determined to ignore you.

“Why do you hate me?”

The words slip past your lips before you even realize you’re saying them, shocking you just as much as they shock Robby.

Robby jerks at your sudden question, head snapping back round to glance at you in confusion. “What?”

“I mean, you must,” you mumble, fumbling with the hem of your shirt. “You never talk to me and you look like you’d rather be anywhere else then here with me right now.”

Robby frowns, unable to deny, shrugging his shoulders, “I don’t hate you. I just don’t trust you.”

Brows furrowing, you shake your head; “why?”

“Because you’re friends with Miguel,” Robby huffs, “and he’s one of them.” He spits the last word with such disgust, an angry look crossing his features as he scoffs at you.

“Miguel’s my friend,” you nod, shrugging. “But that doesn’t mean I agree with what they’re doing.” Then, after a moment, you add; “besides, you’re not the only one whose suffered because of Cobra Kai.”

Robby’s brows furrow but his face softens at your words nonetheless, a mixture of surprise and confusion flooding his features as he stares back at you. He hadn’t been expecting an answer, especially such a calm one at that.

Really, with the way he’d been treating you, you’d have every right to get mad. Or, at the very least, a little upset.

Swallowing thickly, Robby shifts; “why did you decide to join Miyagi-Do.”

“I dunno,” you whisper. “At first I was determined to avoid all karate. Karate is what took away my best friend. But then, when I saw your guys’ performance at the festival, I knew then that Miyagi-Do was different. I couldn’t look away.”

Meeting Robby’s gaze, you smile softly. “Besides, I could use some friends too.”

He blinks at that, lips parting in bafflement.

He hadn’t expected that. Any of it. Least of all the sadness in your voice as you explained your reasoning.

Suddenly, Robby feels guilty for the way he’d treated you. He’d barely even given you a chance before he just decided that you weren’t in it for real and that you were just like the rest of them. That you didn’t really care about Miyagi-Do. When really, you’d been just as hurt by Cobra Kai and all of it like him and Sam.

Lips parting, Robby stammers for a response; “I-I…—”

You just shake your head, waving him off; “it’s okay, Robby. You don’t have to explain yourself. I just hope you’ll give me a chance.”

“Yeah,” he nods, perhaps slightly too quickly as you let out a light giggle at his eagerness. “Yeah, sure.”

Your smile beams all too quickly and it’s clear you’re desperate for him to like you; “great!”

-

“Hey, have any of you seen my wallet?”

Turning at the sound of Mrs. Larusso’s voice, you blink as you watch her search through her beach bag, a look of desperation and slight panic on her face. Robby and Sam are stood before you, glancing at each other briefly before back at Mrs. Larusso.

“Wait,” Robby frowns, “you’re missing your wallet?”

“It’s gotta be around here somewhere,” she shakes her head. “Can you just spread out? I’m sure it’ll turn up somewhere.”

You nod, moving to walk off in search until you notice the look on Robby’s face. He’s shuffling off quickly, something in his gaze as he makes his way past Mrs. Larusso. “I’ll check the beach,” he explains, setting his bag down. “Maybe someone turned it in to the lifeguard.”

Your brows furrow as you watch him, something felt strange about the way he rushed off. You turn to Sam to ask if she knew but she’s already got her sights set on something and your eyes flicker upwards only to find the back to Aisha and who you assume is the new friend Sam mentioned she was with.

For a moment, you pause, unsure who to follow or if you should just go looking on your own. But the truth was, Robby had seemed uncomfortable the entire time you’d been there—it was subtle, but you’d gotten good at noticing things other people didn’t.

It was the perks of being in background.

“I’m gonna go help Robby,” you explain to Mrs. Larusso who nods at you distractedly.

It’s easy enough to follow Robby but you’re a few steps behind him, by the time you reach him he’s perched behind the stairs leading down to the beach. Your brows furrow as you watch him for a moment, slowing down your pace.

“Robby, what are you—”

The next second a handful of wallets fall to the floor. Sure enough, Mrs. Larusso’s is there as well.

“I knew it,” Robby huffs.

“How did you—”

“Yo, but did you see the shorty in the green thong?”

You blink at the new voice, mildly disgusted by the boys words as you glance up. There’s two footsteps heading down the stairs directly above you, just as a second voice calls out; “oh, man, I ain’t thinking about that right now.”

In the next second, Robby’s turning on his phone, starting a recording through the camera before he grabs you by the wrist, yanking you back. You stumble over your feet blindly for a moment, before catching your footing, turning to him in confusion as he tucks you and himself under the stairs, obviously trying to hide himself.

“All right, let’s get the stuff. We gonna bolt.”

“Just like that.”

He places himself in front of you, hiding you slightly from sight as the two boys come to a stop in front of you. By the looks on their faces, they know Robby.

“This guy here, man,” the one with the ball cap scoffs, shaking his head.

Stepping out from beneath the stairs, Robby shrugs; “same shit, different summer.”

Just what the hell was happening right now?

“What are you doing here, Robby?”

“Found your stash,” Robby gestures behind him, just as you slowly step out yourself. “You’re gonna give it all back.”

The taller, skinnier one scoffs; “the hell we are.”

“You didn’t learn your lesson last time? That’s cool. We can give you a refresher course.”

Shaking your head, you step forward; “Robby, what the h*ll is going on? How do you know these guys?”

Turning to you, Robby frowns; “just step back, Y/N. These guys stole from Mrs. Larusso.”

“I figured that much out myself,” you deadpan, “why do you know them?”

“Because Robby used to do it with us, sweet cheeks,” the ball cap wearing one grins, stepping closer to you as he eyes you up and down. “Man, where’d you find yourself such a sweet piece of a**, Robby?”

Bewildered by what he said and disgusted by his treatment of you, you shake your head, scoffing.

Robby huffs, “just shut up and bring it—“

He steps forward in preparation but then a shadow falls behind the both of you and you notice the man stood behind Robby a second too late. He brings a paddle to the back of Robby’s head, knocking him off his feet and straight to the ground as you gasp in response, quickly jumping away from the guy.

The two others laugh, “what you forgot this was a three man job?”

Glaring at them, you spin to face them; “what is wrong with you?” Racing forward, you move to swing a hit, only to have it easily blocked. It’s the one wearing the ball cap that catches your fist and you freeze in realization—you’ve trained in Miyagi-Do for approximately one day.

And all you’d done was sand a deck.

Why exactly had you thought you’d be able to take these guys?

Spinning you around, he locks you in his grip, wrapping an arm around your neck to hold you firmly to his chest as you huff. You try to work your way out but all the guy does is squeeze tighter, making you groan out slightly in response.

A huff catches your attention however, and your eyes widen when you see Robby slowly crawling to his knees.

“Robby!”

“You know,” the boy holding you calls out, “for a smart kid, you sure do learn slow.”

The man who’d hit Robby makes his way over to him, picking him back up to his feet by his shoulders, all but yanking him to his feet before putting him in a headlock similar to you. Except the guy holding Robby is twice his size and by the reddening of Robby’s face, you figure he’s holding him a lot tighter.

“Maybe,” the skinny one laughs, “we need to leave him something to remember him us by.”

Your eyes widen when he pulls out a pocket knife.

“Wait, no,” you cry, fighting the boy who’s holding you grip. He just squeezes tighter, making your face feel hot as you gasp for breath.

“Just wait your turn—“

He doesn’t finish his words. In the next second the boy in front of you is knocked to the ground, knife falling out of his hands, by… “Mr. Larusso?”

“Let them go.” Mr. Larusso calls out, hands held out before him.

“Don’t listen to him,” the boy holding you orders, shuffling back as you get dragged with him. Then, he stops, and suddenly you’re being thrown to the ground, landing onto the sand with a loud huff, the wind knocked out of you.

“Alright grandpa, let’s do it.”

Bracing yourself, you turn your head over your shoulder, the frown on your lips turning to a smile as you watch Mr. Larusso kick their asses—not to mention with ease.

When the guy holding Robby is the only one left, he throws him to the ground similar to how you’d been, moving to attack Mr. Larusso. You rush to Robby’s side without hesitation, your hands falling to his shoulders as you gaze down at him in concern.

“You okay, Robby?”

Meeting your gaze, Robby nods before the both of you glance back over at Mr. Larusso.

You just manage to catch sight of him roundhouse kick the last guy.

“Your grandpa know how to move like that, huh?”

Helping Robby to his feet, you laugh; “that was incredible, Mr. Larusso!”

“Yeah, well,” glancing at the both of you, Mr. Larusso nods. “Let’s just get out of here.”

-

“Mr. Miyagi didn’t recruit me. He wasn’t looking for students.”

Sitting up from your spot next to Sam, you smile at Robby and Daniel as they make their way out.

“He took me in because I needed him,” Daniel continues to explain, “I came to him, not the other way around. It’s time we be patient. Let those who need us, find us. Right?”

Daniel smiles at the three of you, and when he’s eyes meet yours you offer him a smile and a thumbs up. To you, that sounded like a perfect plan.

“Excuse me?”

Straightening at the sound of a familiar voice, your eyes widen at who you see.

“Uh, it was unclear if the gate was the front door or if I was supposed to ring the door bell.”

“Demetri?” You call out, eyes wide with shock as you stand up. Everyone’s eyes fall on you, watching as you step forward, lips parting.

“Oh, hey, Y/N. I didn’t know you were here.” Smiling, Demetri’s eyes flicker past you, head tilting; “is that a koi pond? How much does it cost to maintain that—“

Shaking your head, you interrupt him; “what are you doing here?”

“Uh, yeah…” shuffling on his feet, Demetri’s hands fall to his sides. “I wanna learn karate.”

Eyes widening, your lips part. Demetri had always been so against karate, even more than you… then again, you haven’t really talked to him in a while.

Clearly things had changed.

Smiling brightly, Daniel nods; “you’ve come to the right place.”

-

Needless to say, Demetri was exactly how you expected him to be.

He’s been your friend for as long as you can remember, and although you haven’t talk to him in a while, you knew him well. His heart wasn’t in it, it showed in the way he reacted to Mr. Larusso’s teachings.

Given that the two of you just started learning, Mr. Larusso had decided to teach you both together. But it was clear what set the two of you apart when you completed each and every task with no complaints while Demetri seemed to try to get out of it in whatever way he possibly could.

The both of you had been training for a few days now while Robby and Sam continued on their own. The movements were becoming easier and were starting to feeling natural, a thought that easily brought a smile to your face. The hard work was finally starting to pay off.

It was the start of your training for the day, Robby and Sam had already gotten started given that most of their training happened on their own now. You were just doing some stretching and warming up when Demetri made his way in for training today.

“Uh, hey, are we doing shirts versus skins?”

Looking up at the sound of his voice, your brows furrow. You glance over at Robby and Sam, who Demetri was talking to, noticing that Robby had taken off his shirt under this heat.

“Cause I’d prefer to be a shirt. Not saying that you have to be a skin,” Demetri calls out to Sam directly, causing you to roll your eyes. “Unless you want to. I support your right to choose.”

Pushing yourself up to your feet, you make your way over to Mr. Larusso whose just walked in, shaking your head at Demetri’s words.

Mr. Larusso nods at you in greeting before turning back to Demetri; “Demetri! Over here.”

He listens without fault, making his way up the stairs, before coming to a stop before the both of you. “Hey, Mr. L, before we begin…” reaching in his pocket, you pause when he pulls out a slip of paper, handing it to Mr. Larusso.

Holding the paper out in confusion, Mr. Larusso shakes his head. “What’s…”

“It’s a note from my mom excusing me from any extensive arm and leg movements.”

Eyes falling shut, you press a hand to your forehead.

“So, uh, if there’s an alternative lesson I could do… Maybe a workbook.”

Mr. Larusso sighs at Demetri’s words, but instead of responding the way you expect him to, he turns to you. “Y/N, show me ‘sand the floor’.”

Pausing in thought for a moment, you nod, kicking your leg back just as he does, and in the next second he’s turning, kicking his leg out towards you. But instead of hitting you, you block it, your hand moving down towards your side. Your eyes widen as you do, surprised at the ease with which you did.

“Excellent job, Y/N.” He smiles at you, to which you return before he turns to Demetri. “Okay, Demetri your turn. Just like Y/N. Show me ‘sand the floor’.”

Mr. Larusso does the same movements as he did with you, only Demetri doesn’t block. He simply… let’s Mr. Larusso kick him.

“Ow! You kicked me!”

Huffing, Mr. Larusso shakes his head; “why didn’t you block, Demetri? You know this. This is the muscle memory!”

“In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t have muscles.”

“Demetri,” you huff, shaking your head.

He turns to you; “what?”

“Just… do you… do you want to be here, Demetri?” Mr. Larusso asks, letting his hands fall to his sides as he turns to your friend, a frown on his lips.

“Not really.”

“Then why are you here?”

Eyes flickering to Demetri, you frown at the look on his face.

“My whole life I’ve been, let’s just say, less than popular. But at least I had a few friends.” You meet his gaze as he turns to you. “And then Cobra Kai comes to town, and next thing I know, my friends are taking karate and becoming alpha jerks.”

Shoulders falling, you glance at your feet.

“I’m literally be threatened by one of my best friends.”

Frowning, you shuffle on your feet, fiddling with your hands. You… you hadn’t know Demetri felt that way.

“I just wanted to show I could fight back.”

Stepping forward, you set your hand on Demetri’s shoulder, pulling his gaze on you. “I’m sorry,” you whisper, “I didn’t know you felt that way.”

Demetri just shakes his head; “it’s the same for you.”

Sighing, Mr. Larusso steps forward. “Look… I understand what you’re going through. I do. But Miyagi-Do isn’t about showing off. It’s about—“

“Self defenSe. I-I know. Problem is, my ‘self’ is too weak.”

Demetri walks off at that and you turn to him, eyes watching his back. You guess you’d been just as lousy of a friend to Demetri as Eli—you can’t remember the last time you’d hung out with him, just you and him.

No one else.

And while Eli had decided on just blatantly ignoring you, it seems like he’d been terrorizing Demetri. How? You didn’t know. But you’ve never seen Demetri act like that, not for as long as you’ve known him and certainly not ever when talking about Eli.

They were best friends, friends longer then with you. They’d been through everything together.

And now, Eli had just tossed him aside.

Turning to Mr. Larusso and seeing the defeated look on his face, you swallow thickly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Larusso. I’ll go talk to him.”

“You will?”

Meeting his eyes, you nod; “I’m one of his best friends.”

-

“Hey.”

Your voice is soft as you call out to Demetri, taking a seat next to him on the step as you gently bump your shoulder against his own.

He briefly glances up at you; “hey.” He offers blandly, a single nod.

Feeling the slight tension, you bring your knees up to your chest, hugging them tightly for moral support as you let your head rest on your knees. “I’m sorry about Eli, Demetri.”

Shrugging his shoulders, he waves you off. “It isn’t your fault.”

“Well, I’m also sorry I haven’t been a great friend.”

Blinking, Demetri turns to you in surprise.

“I haven’t been there for you and for that I’m sorry,” you say honestly, eyes flickering past him to stare in front of yourself. “I just couldn’t bare to be around him anymore, after… well, you know. It was too hard for me. But I should’ve still reached out to you.”

Demetri pauses a moment before slightly bumping his shoulder against yours. “If it’s any consolation, I think he misses you as much as you miss him.”

Raising a brow, you scoff at Demetri; “yeah sure. I’m sure he missed me so much while he was busy making out with Moon.”

“I’m serious. Whenever he was talking about something or when he did something impressive to show off, he’d get this look in his eyes and he’d search for you. Of course, you were never there…” Demetri explains, “he’d never admit to it of course. But, I know what I saw.”

Feeling your cheeks warm and an uncertainty on how to reply, you just pull your knees closer to yourself. “Well, doesn’t mean he’s any less of an a**hole.”

Demetri snorts, “I definitely agree with you there.”

Smiling at your success at getting him to smile, you turn to look at Demetri. “I did miss hanging out with you too, you know. Not just Eli.”

Meeting your gaze, Demetri can’t fight the smile from his lips. “Yeah, I missed you too. You unfortunately are sometimes the only sane person I know.”

Letting out a laugh, you shake your head; “thanks?”

“You’re welcome.”

Licking your lips, you hesitate on your next words. You don’t know if you should bring up Mr. Larusso or just leave it—ultimately, that was a decision Demetri needed to make for himself. You can’t force him either way.

You wanted him to take Miyagi-Do lessons because he wanted to. Not because he felt he had to.

So, choosing not to mention the elephant in the room, you grin over at him; “Robby, Sam and I were planning on heading to the mall later. Did you wanna come?”

-

“I’m more partial to his performance in ‘Donnie Darko’.”

Rolling your eyes with a smile on your face at Demetri’s words, you take a seat across from him, the both of you having just finished grabbing your food. You’d purposely delayed Demetri for the sake that it looked like Sam and Robby wanted some time alone—it was pretty obvious the two of each other had a massive crush on one another.

And with Demetri here now, you didn’t have to play the awkward third wheel.

“Interesting movie,” Demetri adds, nodding before he falters. “Time travel logic left a lot to be desired.”

Sam and Robby chuckle to one another as you grin; “I personally agree with Robby and Sam, ‘Dirty Dancing’ is the best. I used to watch it all the time as a little girl.”

Demetri pauses, “really? I would’ve—wait, is today Wednesday?”

Reeling back from Demetri’s sudden change in conversation, you watch as Robby and Sam answer his question.

“Yeah.”

“Mm-hmm.”

Demetri is suddenly snapping his fingers in your direction, “the new issue of Dungeon Lord came out,” he explains, moving to stand as your eyes widen in realization. It’s been so long since you’ve been able to hang with Demetri or even think about stuff like that you’d completely forgotten.

It was, however, good to know some things never changed.

“Um, do you guys want anything from the comic book store?”

Robby laughs, “uh, no thanks.” As Sam shakes her head.

“I’ll come with,” you shrug, pushing yourself to a stand. “It’s been a bit since I’ve gone.”

Demetri grins, “okay, we’ll be right back. Make sure no one throws away my chicken.”

He’s racing across the food court before you have another second to think, and letting out a laugh you offer a wave back at Sam and Robby before you move to follow after Demetri. The trip to the comic book store is easy enough and the second you catch up to Demetri, you shake your head at the fact that he’s slightly breathless.

“I’m gonna go look around, okay?” You turn to him, laughing. “Let me know when you find Dungeon Lord.”

Demetri nods and with that, the two of you head your separate ways, a smile on your face. This certain comic book store is quite large and you find yourself reminiscing as you look at all the comic books, surprised at all the new volumes you’d missed.

You’d have to get Demetri to catch you up on all of them.

You’re so lost in your thoughts, you barely hear the sound of something being knocked over. It sounds like a stand, the sound of books clattering along with it startles you from your thoughts the second you hear it, glancing up from the comic book in your hands with furrowed brows as you glance to your right.

You can’t really see anything, tucked away in a aisle.

But it did sound like it came from the direction Demetri had headed in.

Thinking better then to ignore it, you put the comic book back, making your way over.

“You think I’m afraid of you?” Eyes widening in concern at Demetri’s voice, you move to quicken your pace until you hear his next words. “I know who you really are… Eli.”

Eli? Eli was here?

Slowly making your way forward, you pause at the sight of him. He hasn’t noticed you, and neither has the other two with him—nor Demetri. You’ve tucked yourself behind a shelf purposely, because the mere sight of him makes everything in your body freeze. Eli looks a lot different then you remember, a red mohawk instead of a blue, and there’s this look in his eyes.

He almost seems unrecognizable. You know it’s him but there’s no trace left of the Eli you once knew. It isn’t just his hair or the clothes he wears, it’s the way he’s looking down at Demetri.

You’ve never seen him so mad. Let alone at his own best friend.

“So, why don’t you, Rocksteady and Bepop just leave me alone, okay?”

Just as Demetri moves to turn, two others come up behind him, effectively blocking his path. Your heart falls to the pit of your stomach at the sight, a sick feeling enveloping you as you shuffle back on your feet.

Something told you this wasn’t going to end well.

“Great. So this is what it’s come to,” Demetri scoffs, “gang assault.”

“Take it down, or we take you down.”

You haven’t heard his voice in a while. Not since at he All Valley tournament. You hadn’t realized avoiding him as much as you had been would make seeing him again so hard. Something as simple as just hearing his voice was making you feel stuck in your place.

“You’d actually hurt me?”

Eli doesn’t respond, and that scares you more than if he had.

“Well, guess what, you’re not the only one that knows karate.” Eyes widening at Demetri’s words, you freeze—he’d barely even learned wax on, wax off. “I just joined Miyagi-Do.”

He kicks his leg back, before pausing, switching his side in preparation.

Scoffing, Eli rolls his eyes; “all right, let’s see what you got.”

It happens in the blink of an eye, you barely have time to process what he’s doing. Eli delivers a nasty kick to Demetri’s stomach before ducking, sweeping Demetri off his feet and having him crashing to the ground.

The sight is almost unbelievable to you—obviously, you’d known Eli had changed but… but to attack Demetri like that?

Demetri really was being terrorized by him.

“Demetri!” You act on instinct, your worry over taking your apprehension as you rush out from where you’d been hiding. Your eyes meet Eli’s briefly, and it’s as if time slows as he falters at the sight of you, lips parting in bafflement at the sight of you there. You just glare at him, rushing to Demetri’s side as you fall to your knees next to him.

“What the h*ll is wrong with you?” You cry at Eli, helping to pull Demetri up by his shoulders as you stare back at Eli in disbelief.

Eli pauses, hesitant on what to say. His friends are looking at him in confusion, obviously not understanding what the problem was before he scoffs; “he was asking for it.”

You just roll your eyes, moving to say something else before you’re interrupted by the sound of the store clerk calling out; “hey, what’s going on back there?”

Demetri uses that split second of distraction to jump to his feet, pulling you with him by the wrist as he races past Eli’s two other friends, making his way out of the comic book store. The second you’re out he let’s go of your hand, a huff leaving your lips as you follow closely behind him.

“What are we doing!” You cry out, distressed.

“Do you wanna fight him?” He calls back.

And you both know the answer to that.

Demetri bumps into two people before knocking over a sunglasses stand. You shuffle back as he goes crashing to the ground once more, quickly moving to help him back up to his feet, calling out a quick apology to the owner of the sunglasses stand.

The second the two of you reach the food court, you both rush to where Robby and Sam had been.

Only, they’re not there.

“Of course they left.”

You shake your head, glancing around, “they wouldn’t have—”

But you don’t finish what you’re saying because you catch sight of Eli, making his way into the food court and as you turn, the rest of his friends are there with him. They’re circling around the two of you, leaving no room for escape as you stumble back on your feet.

“It didn’t have to be this way,” Eli calls out menacingly, eyes set directly on Demetri, “you could’ve joined Cobra Kai if you weren’t such a pussy.”

He’s gaining on the both of you, specifically Demetri, the latter backing up as he pants out; “well at least I’m not an a**hole!”

In the next second he’s grabbed, and you instantly turn to his defense. “Hey, let him—” however, before you can reach him, you feel two hands grab you by the arms, tugging you back.

“You’re dead meat.”

Turning to Eli at his words, you shake your head; “Eli, please stop! He’s your best friend!”

Eli meets your gaze, and for a moment he pauses, faltering, this look of apprehension washing over his gaze before he blinks, and it’s gone. He turns back to Demetri, and panic crawls up the back of your throat as you watch him gain on him.

Except he doesn’t make it far. In the next second Sam is rushing forward, kicking the guy who was holding Demetri back and away, just as you feel the hands holding you disappear. Robby is suddenly in front of you, hands falling on your shoulders.

“Are you okay?”

Nodding, breathless, you shuffle back as he pulls you behind him, Sam doing the same with Demetri.

“You guys need to back off.”

When you turn to Eli, his eyes are on you and Robby, a deep frown marring his lips before he turns to Sam. “I don’t wanna have to hit a girl.”

Robby jumps forward; “you wouldn’t stand a chance.”

Eli scoffs, “five against four?” Then, setting his glare on Demetri, he laughs; “more like three and a half.”

His jab causes a series of laughs from his friends to echo and then, with a single nod from him, everyone moves into action. It happens so quickly, you can barely even process what’s happening. Everybody is throwing hits at one another, Demetri huddled close to Sam as she blocks hits and takes just as many.

Before you know it Robby is suddenly no longer by your side and as you turn to find him, or get closer to Demetri, you pause at the sight of the boy from earlier who held you gaining on you.

He smirks at you, and then suddenly, without a thought, he jumps at you. It happens on instinct, your hand moving to block his punch before you stare back at yourself in amazement. It was the first time you’d been able to actually use any of what Mr. Larusso had taught you in action. The boy huffs at your block, not wasting another second as he moves to attack. He’s quicker this time, and before you know it you find yourself getting overwhelmed, unable to keep up.

It’s his third hit that nails you square in the stomach, the wind being knocked out of you as you fall to your back. A cry leaves your lips as you hit the ground, hands curling around your stomach.

“Hey! What the h*ll man!”

You don’t recognize the voice as Eli’s until he’s in front of you, pulling you up to your feet. He’s suddenly too close, hands falling on your arms as he guides you upwards. You blink up at him as he does, stunned silent at the concerned look in his eyes, a look that reminds you of the old Eli, until you remember just why you were here.

What he’d done. What he was trying to do.

“Don’t touch me!” You hiss out, breaking out of his touch. You slap his hands away, stumbling back all whilst trying to ignore the ache in your gut.

“Y/N—”

“What the h*ll is wrong with you?” You huff, turning distressed by this whole situation—a situation caused by him. “Attacking Demetri?”

Eli pauses, that look in his eyes washing away as his gaze hardens. “He deserves it. If you’d just listen to me, you’d understand—”

“Understand what?” You cut him off, your face hardening as you step towards him, still holding your stomach but putting on a brave face. “That you’re a bully?”

Lips parting, Eli falters.

“You’re just like Kyle and the rest of them!”

He doesn’t say anything, not at first. His lips have parted but no words leave his lips.

You don’t even realize that the rest of his friends have already been knocked down by Robby and Sam. And that now all the attention has turned to the both of you.

Eli steps towards you; “Y/N—”

“Get the h*ll away from her!”

It’s Robby who calls out, rushing towards you as he gently pushes you back, towards Sam and Demetri, the latter grabbing you and pulling you to his side. But your eyes instantly snap back over to Robby and Eli, watching as the latter knocks the former into one of the tables, shuffling back to race towards him in attack.

He jumps up, swinging his arm out for a hit, but Robby just shoots his leg out behind him, kicking Eli directly in the head and thus, knocking him to the ground.

Your lips part as you watch Eli roll on the ground, obviously in pain, feeling your hands shaking next to your side. The instinctive part of you wants to reach out for him, help him. But you don’t move.

Of course you don’t move.

“We saved your chicken,” Sam smiles at Demetri, handing him a to-go box.

“Thanks.”

-

After the four of you had gotten back to Sam’s house, you’d tucked yourself away.

You didn’t have the heart to listen to Robby and Sam go on about how proud they were of how they’d been able to fight together. It was amazing what they’d done, no doubt, but you couldn’t be there. And you couldn’t be there for Demetri, even if you should be.

The reality was you couldn’t believe what you’d seen.

Of course you’d known Eli had changed—it’s what started all of this in first place. It’s what had broken your heart. It’s why you’d had that fight that day. But… but to see him actually go after Demetri like that, with the full intent to hurt him… you never thought he’d actually stoop that low.

He’d even let you get hurt.

Sure, it wasn’t him who did it but it’d been his stupid friends. Who cared if he tried to help you up afterwards? What did that even matter? Is that who he hung out with nowadays?

Is that what he did now? Bully people?

Clearly the answer was yes.

You couldn’t stand it. It hurt too much. All of it. You wished Cobra Kai had never opened up, you wished Eli had never joined—where would you be now if he hadn’t?

Would he still be one of your best friends?

Would… would you be together?

You had no to talk to… Sam was too happy about her win, Demetri was dealing with his own stuff, Miguel was in Cobra Kai… and where was your mom? Not home, like she always was.

There was no one.

A soft knock pulls you from your thoughts, startling you as you blink away the tears that had begun to build. The sound of the door opening pulls your attention up and you falter at the sight of Mr. Larusso, embarrassed at how he’d caught you.

Wiping at your cheeks, you turn away. “I’ll be out in a minute, Mr. Larusso.”

“Y/N…” he calls out faintly, “are you okay?”

You feel a sob threaten to break past your lips at his words, swallowing thickly as you shake your head, still turned away. “I’m fine.”

“Did you get hurt? Are you injured—”

“I just got kicked in the stomach. I’m okay.” Managing to gather yourself enough to look at him, you shrug your shoulders. “Sam and Robby were good. I didn’t really have to lift a finger.”

Mr. Larusso shrugs, attempting to smile reassuringly; “I heard you blocked a couple of hits yourself, though, from Demetri.”

You just shrug; “I wasn’t able to do much else.”

Pausing, Mr. Larusso steps forward, letting the door softly shut behind him. He makes his way towards you, pointing at the spot next to you; “may I?” Nodding, you shuffle over and he takes a seat. He pauses a moment, breathing in, before continuing. “Can I ask you why you decided to join Miyagi-Do?”

Turning to him, you hesitate; “I didn’t want to. At first. But then at the Valley festival I saw your performance and… well, I decided to.”

“That was all?”

“I felt guilty,” you explain further, “because of what Cobra Kai did.”

Mr. Larusso’s brows furrow; “guilty? Why?”

Tensing, you swallow thickly. “Well, um… you know how Demetri mentioned that he was being threatened by his best friend?” Mr. Larusso nod. “He’s mine too and he’s apart of Cobra Kai. He’s the one who attacked Robby illegally at the All Valley tournament.”

Mr. Larusso’s eyes widen. “The kid with the Mohawk?”

You nod.

“Was he there today?”

Your body instantly tenses, giving Mr. Larusso the answer he needs. Still, he waits for you to answer, watching as you slowly turn to meet his gaze. “He was the one who instigated it.” You explain, frowning. “I… I just never thought he’d actually try to hurt Demetri. He’s is best friend.”

“Cobra Kai manipulates kids, that’s what it does,” Mr. Larusso sighs. “It looks like that’s what it did to…”

“Eli.”

“Eli.” Mr. Larusso nods. “But it doesn’t mean he’s gone forever.”

“It feels like it,” you whisper, hugging yourself as you sniffle lightly. “It feels like I’ll never get him back and that it’ll never be the way it was. And it just… hurts so much. It hurts so much I can barely stand it.” The words are pouring past your lips before you can stop them, shocked by how much you’re confessing to Mr. Larusso. “I just want him back.”

Shaking his head, Mr. Larusso sets a hand on your shoulder, squeezing softly. “It’ll be okay, Y/N. I promise.”

Feeling the tears slip past your defences, you shake your head, “and if it never gets better?”

“It will.”

And he says the words with such certainty, no doubt in his voice that it’s enough to pull you from your own desperation. Turning to look at him, you blink at the look on Mr. Larusso’s face, the smile on his lips and can’t help but think it’s been so long since you’ve had a parent show you any care or attention, regardless that you barely know him, that the ache in your heart lessens just faintly at the mere thought.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he smiles. “I’m positive.”

And it’s enough to bring the faintest of smiles to your lips, swallowing thickly as you wipe away your tears, nodding.

“Thank you, Mr. Larusso.”

“Of course,” he grins, “and you were amazing today. Standing up for your friend like that.”

Blushing faintly under his compliment, you shrug, letting out a soft laugh as he stands up. You follow him, allowing him to lead out of the room and back with with Robby, Sam and Demetri, feeling a lot better then you had seconds prior.

Then, the next day, the dojo is trashed.

-

“It was you, wasn’t it?”

Pausing at the sound of your voice, Eli turns. He’d just left the dojo for the night, having stayed a bit later then the rest—you’d texted Miguel beforehand, it was the only reason you knew. He thought you wanted to rekindle things with Eli, and honestly, you were willing to let him believe that.

It allowed you this opportunity.

“Y/N, what the h*ll are you doing here?”

“It doesn’t matter,” you scoff, shaking your head. “Tell me you didn’t actually do it.”

He just shakes his head, moving to walk past you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Besides, you should go home. It’s late and what would your friends think if they say you here.”

You just huff at his jab, a humourless laugh leaving your lips as you step in front of him, effectively blocking his path. “Don’t try to turn this around. Someone destroyed Miyagi-Do, tore it apart. I… please tell me it wasn’t you.”

Tensing, Eli avoids your gaze. “You don’t know shit.”

“It was you,” you breathe, the truth revealed in the way he couldn’t meet your eyes properly. As his gaze snaps over to you, you shake your head, disbelief clear in your gaze. “You always avoid my eyes when you lie to me. You’ve done it since I first met you…”

Squaring his shoulders and knowing he’d been caught, Eli just brushes you off; “so what if I did? I was finishing the fight.”

“The fight you started!” You cry out, holding your hands out before you in exasperation. “How can you not realize what you’ve done is wrong? You attacked Demetri, trashed someone’s property and stole a veterans medal of honour!”

Eli’s cheeks warm in embarrassment, his eyes widening at your words. “Just… just f*ck off, Y/N. It has nothing to do with you.”

“It has everything to do with me. Demetri’s my best friend too. Miyagi-Do is my dojo. And Mr. Larusso is my Sensei.”

Eli’s lips part, but no words leave his lips.

“I barely even recognize you anymore. What happened to you?”

“I changed for the better. It’s about time you and Demetri changed too.”

Stunned by his words, you falter, your anger suddenly shifting as the hurt resurfaces. “I thought you cared about me,” you whisper, moving to hug yourself as you feel your voice shake, digging your nails into your arms. “I thought you cared about us.”

Never once had you thought Eli would want you to change—to be someone you weren’t. He’d always told you you were perfect the way you were. To know that now he… he didn’t feel that way anymore…

You don’t see it but Eli’s face softens, regret flooding his gaze as he pauses.

Then, with a whisper, he shakes his head; “I do.”

You meet his gaze. “If you did you wouldn’t have done any of this.”

Eli shakes his head again, stepping towards you as you move to walk away. He grabs you by the arm, pulling you close before you can break free and when you meet his eyes, you’re shocked by the desperation in his own. “No, Y/N. I do. I do care about you. A-About us. I still do.”

You watch his face, seeing the look in eyes eyes and feeling the way he holds you, hesitating before speaking. “You don’t regret it though.” You finally say, the words feeling like poison on your tongue as you frown up at him.

Lips parting, Eli’s brows furrow.

“Attacking Demetri, destroying our dojo… you don’t regret it.”

Swallowing thickly, Eli moves to speak before he pauses, as if thinking better. Then, his eyes narrow and gone is that look of desperation. “Of course I don’t.”

Smacking his hands away, you step back.

“I can’t believe you.”

And then you’re turning without another word, refusing to meet his eyes once more even as he calls after you, practically yelling your name.

You just ignore it.

You can’t bear to look at him anymore.

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Poly!Hawk Moskowitz x Chubby!Reader x Miguel Diaz NSFW Headcanons

Fem!Reader ○ personal fave

CW: "slut" used once, breeding kink, tag teaming

Hawk calls her Princess and Miguel calls her Princesa. End of discussion.

Miguel's favorite position is all three of them laying in bed together, when cuddling turns into sex. It starts with him and their gf making out while Hawk kisses her neck, then she and Hawk make out while Miguel fingers her pussy. When he feels she's been prepped enough, he pulls her leg up onto his hip so Hawk can slide into her cunt. From there, it can either be really gentle and sweet love making or Hawk fucks the everliving fuck out of her. Regardless, Miguel is holding her the whole time, feeling her up, making out with her, telling her how great she's taking their bf.

When they finish, Miguel is hard as a rock but has barely done anything to handle that except maybe a little grinding. Makes Hawk jerk him off, but the whole time Hawk's teasing him for getting off just watching him fuck their gf. Calls him a pervert for it too. Miguel's face heats up because he can't deny it; he's a voyeur when it comes to the two of them.

Only after he's come does Miguel go get some warm rags to clean everyone up with. Takes that up as his responsibility because Hawk and their gf did a lot of the work.

Hawk's favorite position is spit roasting. He doesn't care who's where so long as their gf is in the middle. When he's hitting it from the back, he loves watching her fat ass jiggle with each thrust he makes, and when he's stuffing her mouth full of cock, he loves holding her hair in a ponytail and making her gag on it.

He secretly loves when Miguel fucks her pussy first so when they switch, he's pushing into her sloppy and wet cunt well aware Miguel's already filled her. It's kinda nasty and he loves it. Uses it against her when he's teasing her:

"Look at you. You're a little slut aren't you, taking both of us." Loves that she can't respond because her mouth is a little full...

Combined, these two have a creampie and breeding kink. Miguel loves holding their gf against his chest, holding her legs up and watching over her shoulder while Hawk plows into her. He whispers in her ear about how well she's taking it; "You look so good getting bred, Princesa." He starts rubbing her clit when she and Hawk are both close.

Hawk presses all the way into her to the base and groans in her ear. Sometimes he kisses her or Miguel while he unloads, very overwhelmed with emotion. Then he pulls out so he can watch his cum leak out of her just so he can push it back in with his fingers.

At the same time, Miguel lets her legs rest and starts rubbing her belly. He's nuzzling her and kissing her neck, telling her she's gonna look so pretty with their babies in her. He fucking wants her pregnant, no joke, but doesn't care if it's with his or Eli's baby.

Eli wants the same thing, but never says it. The filth and sweetness that comes out of Miguel's mouth is enough for the both of them, but he's definitely not shy to fill her cunt. Sometimes he says stuff like "don't waste it" while he'd finger fucking his cum back into her.

They're dangerous lol. They better be careful.

Hawk likes tying Miguel to the bed and watching their gf ride him. Sometimes this includes him riding Miguel's face and getting his dick sucked. At the same time, he's making out with their gf. Miguel fucking loves it.

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Hawk x Sister! Reader

Our reader and Eli are inseparable, Until the Hawk.

She finds Comfort in Robby and they start Dating. Hawk Finds out from one of his Buddies and the Siblings Chaos Begins.😈

Thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy it @gabedreeam 💗

You haven’t lost me

Series- cobra Kai

Paring- Robby Keane and female, reader/ hawk x sister! Reader

Warnings- arguing, kissing, swearing.

Summary- request! <3

*door slams shut*

My ears pricked up and I turned my neck round on the sofa to see my brother returning home. “Eli! Your back I have something to tell you” I exclaimed scrabbling up. A sigh escaped from his lips and he rolled his head to look at me with attitude. His lips squeezed together and I saw a vein become exposed on his temple. “How many times do I have to tell you y/n?” He replied vexed. “It’s hawk now, why do I have to keep telling you that? You should know by now it’s only four fucking letters.”

The crushed pieces of my heart sank down into my stomach. My throat grew a lump in it. How could he talk to me like that? We used to be so close now he treats me like I’m the enemy. He didn’t even seem to have an modicum of care for what I had to says “fine” my hands flew up in defence as I darted towards the door to escape the situation. “Y/n wait…” he sighed, I didn’t look at him because I know he’d have that guiltily look in his eyes and I didn’t think he really deserved forgiving at the moment. “No don’t worry about it” I swallowed the lump and slammed the door behind my back.

There’s only once place I wanted to ever go after my brother upset me. That was straight to Robby Keane. He was the only one that could comfort me, the only one that could regain my smile after eli broke it. Mainly because he was just so different now, we were once brother and sister and the good kind. We didn’t fight we didn’t argue I was there for him and he was there for me. But now we were opponents. It’s like I was his reminder of how life used to be, how he used to be. It was clear he didn’t like seeing it.

*knock knock*

As the door widened I saw the boy that my heart belonged to. He didn’t exactly know it… but he knew everything else. I told him everything and vise versa. “Y/n? Are you okay… did he start up again?” Robby sighed when he realised what had happened. I nodded slightly and involuntarily my eyes began to fill up like waves from the ocean. “Yeah” i let out a broken sob. He stepped out to me wrapping his arms round me, i could hear his soft breathing in my ear. “I’m sorry” “don’t apologise to me, I’ve told you your welcome here whenever you feel like you need to be” he whispered turning my face so he could look into my teary eyes. “Plus- I like having you here- and around, your good for me”.

I gave him a sad smile, the best I could for the mood I was in. With that Robby took hold of my hand like a gentleman and led me through into his bedroom. Sometimes his house felt like home I was here so often. I plodded down laying on his bed waiting for him to join me. “What happened?” Robby asked in a soft tone. “It wasn’t even that bad but- it’s just the last straw, I walked out on him” I evinced looking into his eyes as he took a seat on the bed. He nodded at me to continue the story. “I needed to tell him something- mum booked a holiday for us it’s so exciting but I called him eli and…” “he had a go at you?” Robby finished for me with a vapid expression.

“Yep” my eyes rolled so they wouldn’t leak. “I just feel so small sometimes, I wish things would go back to how they were with us” I sighed sitting up. When I looked back at Robby I realised how close we were right now. He didn’t look taken back his eyes flicked to my lips. I almost missed it, that’s how quickly he reset himself. “I don’t” he whispered as if I’d put him under some sort of hypnotism. My brain pondered on what he meant by that for a second before he told me himself. “Then you wouldn’t have a reason to come and see me- and i wouldn’t have a reason to do this” he whispered moving towards my lips. He pressed against me and though my brain was in utter shock I adjusted just fine.

My hands flew through his hair making sure I was close enough to him for my liking. His hands gently cupped my face as we both sank comfortably in the kiss. It was so gentle and sweet and out of nowhere! But yet I didn’t want it to end. But it had to. I needed answers. “Robby? Are we- are you-.” “Yes.” He replied nodding his head knowing exactly what I was trying and failing to say. “I’ve liked you for a while- I just never made a move because I didn’t want to start anything with your brother- but then I realised, he’s a dick”. A little laugh tumbled out my lips as I nervously tucked my hair behind my ears. “I want you too” “you don’t realise how long I wanted to here them words” he chuckled leaning his forehead on mine. “Your mine y/n moskowitz”.

One month later

Knowing I had Robby Keane as my other half gave me a new sense of perspective through the month of dating. I ignored Eli more these days, didn’t even bother interacting with him. I knew he suspected something as my behaviour towards him had changed but he had no idea what me and Robby were getting up to. If he ever did- I don’t even want to know what would happen. He never could. Not now anyway. We were happy, really happy, hunny moon phase if you will and I was not going to let Eli ruin this relationship as well. I didn’t want him to bring down my mood either with his new petulance.

“So your missing training tonight?” Miguel asked with wide eyes emphasising the shock. “I’m going to try and get out of this revision class but- I dunno if I’m able to” Eli shrugged as they continued on down the hall. From the corner of his eye he saw me and Robby standing by the lockers talking together. “I can’t you reschedule the revision?” Miguel suggested with a shrug trying to be helpful. “Mmh maybe… why do I keep seeing Robby hanging around with my sister” Eli pulled a dirty look as they both continued past us. “Good one” Miguel laughed innocently, eli turned to face him with his brows knitted together. “Your- telling me you don’t know?” Miguel raised an eyebrow after clocking that Eli was confused.

“Know fucking what?” Eli jerked his head backwards stopping his walking in the middle of the walkway. “Have you not heard the rumours about them dating?” Miguel’s smile dropped and his lips stayed parted so he could breath gently knowing this was going to be bad. “Who dating? Robby and my sister? Dating?” He asked louder with every question. “Apparently it’s been going on for a few weeks” Miguel chewed on his lip watching Eli’s chest go up and down as his breathing got heavier. “Don’t- start some man, your sister will never forgive you” “oh yes she will! Once she realises I’ve ridded her of the most incompetent, self centred, dick of a boyfriend ever” Eli growled and with that he took off down the hall way.

“Where the fuck did Keane go?!” He yelled when he got to the place we previously were stood at. “Out side that way with your sister” Dmitri pointed to one of the exiting doors. Eli bounced off his feet and sprinted to the door with Miguel and Dmitri following him. “KEANE!” Eli screamed from across the grounds. Me and my boyfriend whipped around, I knew exactly who it was, I knew exactly what that tone of voice meant. Eli strode up towards us with a bunch of students staring at the show. “What do you want Eli?” I frowned standing in front of Robby. “It’s okay y/n I can…” “no I’ve got this” I shook my head staring Eli straight into his eyes. “You know that’s not my name” he gritted his teeth at me.

“Eli is the name of my brother, I don’t know this hawk but he’s a dick” I folded my arms “what the fuck is this nonsense I’m hearing about you two dating” “I…” Robby started but I cut him off. “So what, what does it matter to you- your so wrapped up in pretending to be this person that you just aren’t that you’ve forgotten about me” “that’s not true” he rolled his eyes exhaling. “Yes it is Eli!” I shouted back “I’m finally happy again after all the shit you’ve pulled and look who’s coming to ruin it all again” my eyes slimmed on me, I couldn’t tell if it was working or pissing him off even more. “I’m not here to talk to you” he scoffed looking at Robby.

“You dating my baby sister huh? Behind my fucking back?” “If you wasn’t such a dick to her it wouldn’t have to be behind your back” he chuckled under his breath “you think this shit is funny?” Eli went to step forward but I pushed him back. He stumbled backwards in complete shock that I even did that to him. “You will not hurt him eli- or I swear on my life we are done” I frowned making him hold eye contact with him. “You will forgive me, once this dickhead stops clouding your judgement” he bounced back. “I will never forgive you because I don’t like the person you are anymore” my shoulders shrugged honestly. Eli looked hurt, some gasps came from the audience.

“Your choosing that scum over your own family? He can’t even beat me in a fight” Eli chuckled looking at Robby who gritted his teeth together angrily. “I don’t care! Do you really think I care about who can beat who in a fight” “y/n he isn’t good enough for you, he’s a bitch” “your still making this about yourself- you don’t care about me you just care because you don’t like him” I sighed shaking my head. “I had to become this person to protect myself and you from people like him!” Eli yelled at me sadly with tears in his eyes. “I don’t want protection! I just want my brother back and I want you to accept that I’m with Robby and that’s not going to change”.

“Well, im not” hawk coldly shrugged “watch your back Keane because I am coming for you, you won’t see me coming” he pointed at Robby while backing off. “Eli! Are you serious!” I yelled across to him but he’d turned his back and walked into the school. Most of the students lost interest in us now. “Well shit” I shook my head sadly turning to Robby “I think I’ve just lost my brother”. My eyes began filling, Robby noticed immediately and brought me under his arm walking me away from the crowd. “Look at me” he whispered wiping the tears off with his thumbs holding my face. “You guys will sort it out! Definitely not today, probably not tomorrow and maybe not the next day but you will” he explained to me.

“But in the meantime, you haven’t lost me” Robby kissed my forehead and I leaned for a kiss. “When I’m with you Robby, I don’t even care about him” I giggled kissing him again much slower this time. “You’ll always have me y/n, always”.

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could u write headcanons for Hawk dating a shy and quiet girl?

Hawk x Quiet!Reader Headcanons

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• To begin with, he wouldn’t really know what to do. He isn’t quite sure how to get to know you or find out what you like as he’s used to people who are more outgoing and sociable, and his own awkwardness doesn’t tend to help in these situations. But after a while he finds a way to talk to you freely once he realises the best way to make you feel comfortable around him.

• Despite his new found confident appearance and how he acts around the people he knows, deep down he’s still the shy and quiet boy he once was. He felt insecure and just wanted to hide away from the majority of situations until he found somewhere he truly belongs and could thrive in - so he’d never judge or rush you through your shyness as he knows exactly how you feel.

• Hawks’ friends may seem blunt when you first meet them, but that’s only because they’re close to one another and are practically a family who know what each other’s boundaries are. So when you first meet them he makes sure to give them a little warning before hand to just be easy on you until you feel able to open up to them.

• He definitely takes his time with you, and would never rush you into anything. Even when he asks you on dates or just wants to spend time with you he wouldn’t make you feel like you had an obligation to do so (he wants you to be happy and comfortable whenever the two of you are together). He also tries to find out where your favourite places are or what you like to do the lost just so you know how much of an effort he is putting into your relationship and how much he wants to spend time with you.

• Hawk knows that people who are quiet and shy are very much subject to bullying much more than people who seem to be loud and confident are. So every now and then he tries to teach you some self defence moves as he knows that you may not be comfortable in a planned social setting like to dojo. However, if you did ever want to join he’d be extremely happy and excited to have you around - and he’d definitely show off as much as he can (that his friends definitely make fun about because of how silly he looks while showing off sometimes).

• If he has a competition he absolutely wants to have you there to watch. He knows that you might not want to interact with some of the people there (which he finds to be completely fine) but just knowing that you’re there to support him gives him a massive ego boost. Also, when you’re there he performs to the best of his ability, better than he ever could without you; you’re his good luck charm and the reason he tries his best.

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Also reader wearing one of Eli's sweaters while he fucks her, pulling the bottom of it down when she comes

- gemini sensei

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His pretty little chubby girlfriend was to sweet for her own good sometimes. Sometimes he had a hard time admitting that out loud.

The minute she found one of his old sweaters in his closet she wouldn't stop raving about it. She dug more into the very back of his closet and found even more of them hiding. He probably should have thrown them out at some point but he never did. He opted to just shove them into box in the back of his closet and forget about them. But of course she had to go looking for one of his shirts and stumble onto a box full of his sweaters.

Then she was trying them on, prancing around his room showing them off.

That's what landed them up to this moment, with him on his back with her split wide open on his fat cock.

Watching her naked bouncing on his cock with only one of his old sweaters on was definitely a cute move, and definitely hot.

“Hawk my pussy- oh man oh man- your filling me up so good! Your cock-” she babbled on as she bounced on top of him. Her hips moving up and down as she worked herself on his hard shaft. Her thick thighs slapped against his hard ones. Her own slick making them slide against each other. Wet slaps of skin filled the room as they moved against each other.

Even without seeing her breasts, he could see the way the jiggled and bounced. Underneath the heavy sweater he could see the material raising and falling. Her fat tits pushed and pulled at the material, her nipples where hard and brushed against the front of the sweater.

He tried his best to meet her every time she slammed down into of him. He thrusted up every time.

A moment later he was flipping her over onto her back, never once leaving her wet pussy.His thrusts where hectic as he basically stated to hump into her. His hands gripped at her fatty hips, his fingers digging in until his knuckles where white. He grunted as he pounded into her tight wet cunt. She clenched around him a moaned out, tipping her head back as he moved in and out of her.

“Good girl taking my cock. Poor little fat pussy can’t take my pounding at it all day can it? Well too bad.”

He humped into her pretty cunt harder.

It only took her a few more hard deep thrusts for her to completely fall apart under him.

Her hands clenched at the rough fabric of the sweater, pulling at the bottom and stretching it to cover her quivering pussy. Her fat clit twitching and throbbing as she met her orgasam. Her legs twitched and she shivered.

Hawk followed soon after, cumming deep into her clenching hole. She sucked him in and milked him of his milky white seed. He felt his calls draw up with every spert of cum, painting her insides white. He was slow to pull out. Moving her hand that was clenching the sweater away from her tembling pussy.

He bit his lip as he watched her hole open and close around nothing, a river of his own cum spelling out. It rolled down her puffy folds and down her fat ass and on to the sheets.

“Next time don't cover your pretty little folds, I love seeing your little hole take my cock and your folds try to hug me. Shit that's hot babe.”

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““Hey, Eli! I’ve Got Something of Yours!”

Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz x Reader

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Requested? No

Summary: It’s not easy finding your soulmate. It’s even harder when they don’t use their real name…

soulmate au: Once you turn exactly 16 years old a tattoo will appear on your wrist with your soulmates name. (If your soulmate turns 16 first, your tattoo will appear when theirs does)

Warnings: starred out swear words, alluded to violence, assault, warring karate dojos, mildly OOC Demetri Alexopolous

Pairing: Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

“Bro!”

“Happy birthday, man!”

“Gonna throw a killer rager for you tonight, you in?”

“Yeah, dude, it’s gonna be sick!”

Eli Moskowitz, or Hawk as he was more commonly referred, offered his friends a brief smile, thanking them for their well-wishes on his big day, but much too preoccupied with his own thoughts to give them any more than that. His focus, regrettably, was far more so on the phone in his hand. The device, though not unlocked, still displayed the time just fine, and that was, after all, what had been encompassing his attentions.

You see, Hawk had been born almost exactly sixteen years prior, at 11:49am. This particular fact meant that, in precisely two and a half minutes, his life would change forever. Because, at 11:49am today, his soulmate’s name would appear in permanent black ink on the inside of his wrist.

“Guys, leave him alone. He’s clearly not paying attention to you.” Tory said, smirking a little and gesturing towards her own wrist, which was blank, but got the message across just the same. Hawk made a face at the girl, but wasn’t really annoyed. Nothing could ruin his mood today.

“When are you supposed to get your tattoo?” Mitch asked, joining into the conversation. Hawk didn’t look up from his phone as he answered.

“Minute and a half.” He mumbled, running his thumb absentmindedly over the empty spot on his arm. Mitch’s eyes widened across from him, the others’ following suit. No one has known the exact time. That is, until the Mohawk-clad boy had just said it. Mitch spoke up for all of them.

“D*mn, dude. Well, good luck.”

Now this comment, while certainly well-meant, earned a sudden frown from the birthday boy. He’d been so excited to find out who he was to spend the rest of his life with, that he hadn’t even considered the other possibilities; that they might be one of the unlucky pairs who didn’t live near one another, or God forbid, never even met…

The alarm on his phone went off, knocking Hawk from his nerve-wracking and unwelcome thoughts, and the boy looked at the time.

11:49am

+ + +

“‘Eli Moskowitz’? Who the he*l is ‘Eli Moskowitz’?” (Y/n) took in her now ink covered wrist, shocked above anything else at its sudden appearance. Her birthday wasn’t for another few months, but she guessed it wasn’t so weird that he would be older than her. Didn’t stop her from being completely blindsided, though.

All (Y/n) had wanted that day was to get through her math class in one piece. Getting her soulmate mark randomly five minutes before the bell rang was not exactly high on her “to-do list.”

“How am I supposed to know? I didn’t even know it was your birthday today.” Her best friend, (Y/f/n), fired back, clearly annoyed by the lack of information she’d been given. (Y/n) was quick to correct her.

“It’s not.” She reassured, not wanting (Y/f/n) to think she’d been keeping things from her. But, it seemed, the thought couldn’t leave the other’s head fast enough, as another swiftly took its place.

“Ooooooh so he’s older. Sexy.” She commented with a smirk. (Y/n) rolled her eyes. That was clearly not what was important at the moment.

“You’re not helping.” She complained, her eyes returning to the loopy letters on her skin, trying to pick her brain for anyone she might know with a matching name, or perhaps with a birthday today, but ultimately coming up short. Who could it be?

The bell rang loudly, distracting (Y/n) from her thoughts, as she moved to collect her things. (Y/f/n) did the same, before turning to wait for the newly minted soulmate of one “Eli Moskowitz.”

“Come on, it’s lunch time. Maybe we can ask around there.”

+ + +

“(Y/n) (L/n)”

Hawk was just about 100% convinced he was going to lose his sh*t. It was 12:30, almost forty minutes since he’d gotten his tattoo, and he still had absolutely no idea who his soulmate was.

Not from a lack of trying, of course. The boy was glad he’d had lunch that period, for he was certain he wouldn’t have paid attention in any of his classes, his mind completely overtaken with questions about (Y/n).

He’d searched every social media site he could think of for anyone whose name matched his soulmate’s, but either she didn’t have any accounts, or she didn’t use her real name; a fact that, Tory kept reminding him, wasn’t too strange of a thing to do. But if he couldn’t find her online, what was he supposed to do?

“You could ask around?” Mitch offered, him and the rest of the Cobra’s getting tired of watching their unofficial-official leader pout like a toddler.

At this point, Hawk felt like an idiot. Why hadn’t he come up with that idea himself ages ago? It seemed so obvious now that someone had put it out there.

He stood from his chair so fast it almost fell over, teetering dangerously on its hind legs behind him, not that Hawk would have noticed, nor cared if it did, his eyes far too focused on searching the cafeteria for anyone he deemed “suspect”…

+ + +

“I mean, you could always go ask someone over there.” (Y/f/n) gestures towards the other side of the cafeteria where the football team and the warring karate dojos sat; the “popular kids,” for lack of a better term, and the only people (Y/n) had yet to bug about the mysterious “Eli Moskowitz.” (Y/n)’s eyes widened to the size of saucers at the idea.

“I’m awkward, are you crazy?” She all but screamed. Though, with the entire high school population currently packed into one room, each and every one of them talking over one another, she doubted anyone cared all that much for her volume. (Y/f/n) rolled her eyes at the girl’s dramatics.

“You will be fine…” But suddenly, she wasn’t looking at (Y/n) anymore. Her gaze having zoned in on something over her best friend’s shoulder, and a lightbulb seemed to go off in her head. Needless to say, (Y/n) was considerably concerned. “Here, I know Demetri. Let’s ask him if he’s heard of him.”

And before (Y/n) could argue with her, (Y/f/n) was waving down this “Demetri,” who quickly made it to their table with an awkward smile, and a dorky t-shirt to rival even the best of the nerds (Y/n) had been prodding for information just moments ago. In the nicest way possible, Demetri didn’t look like he belonged with the cool kids…

“Hey, do you happen to know an “Eli Moskowitz?” This one got her soulmate tattoo randomly today and we can’t for the life of us figure out who he is.” (Y/f/n) spat out in one breath, but (Y/n) didn’t have time to be either impressed or concerned about that, as she watched Demetri’s eyes widen in shock… and recognition.

“You know him?” She asked hopefully, knocking the boy from his stupor. He nodded quickly, though there was a weird look in his eye. (Y/n) couldn’t fathom why, but she didn’t necessarily care all that much to figure it out either. Demetri knew Eli…

I’m gonna meet my soulmate…

“C’mon. I’ll take you to him.”

Now, (Y/n) wouldn’t say she regretted accepting Demetri’s offer to introduce her to Eli. Knowing what she does now, she doubted she’d ever have had it in her to go up to him on her own, but she wasn’t necessarily the fondest of being blindsided, especially not for the second time that day. Demetri’s grip on her arm tightened, and his loud voice boomed across the cafeteria, calling out tauntingly to a boy (Y/n) was certainly not expecting. She contemplated whether or not she’d ever been speechless before, deciding this would quantify as a first, as Demetri’s words met her, and everyone else’s, ears…

“Hey, Eli! I’ve got something of yours!”

+ + +

Hawk turned at the sound of Demetri’s voice, not understanding what he could mean. That is, until his eyes met the girl, who’s arm was held tight in Demetri’s vice-lick grip. Could it be?

“This is yours, right?” Demetri asked with a cheeky smirk, holding up her wrist to show, clear as day, “Eli Moskowitz” inked on it. And Hawk’s heart stopped.

She was so beautiful. Her bright eyes, and soft-looking hair; the boy practically swooned. All he wanted to do was wrap her up in his arms and never let go. This girl was his; the universe said so, and he wanted her to know just how excited he was to spend the rest of his life with her.

But, presently it seemed, she was rather held up…

“Demetri, get your hands off her.” Hawk ordered, through gritted teeth. He was trying to stay calm. He didn’t want to scare (Y/n). Not to mention the fact that she was still very much in the line of fire. If she got hurt Hawk didn’t know what he would do with himself. Demetri grinned, condescendingly, back at him.

“I don’t think I want to just yet.” He commented, his fist tightening around her wrist. (Y/n) looked up at him nervously.

“H-hey, that hurts…” she mumbled, but he ignored her. Hawk’s blood was practically boiling.

“Demetri, I swear-“ He started, but the other boy wouldn’t let up. He was playing a dangerous game with the little “hostage situation” he had going on…

“You can have her, when you swear to stop messing with Miyagi-Do.” He demanded. It was clear Demetri hadn’t thought this through. Hawk knew, the minute (Y/n) was out of harms way, his fist would be making a sizable dent in Demetri’s face. He didn’t care what he had to promise to get it there. It was happening. And once Demetri didn’t have Hawk’s soulmate as a human shield, there would be absolutely nothing to stop him.

“Hands off first.” He ordered, trying to catch (Y/n)’s gaze, if only to reassure her, but her eyes were glued to Demetri’s hand on her, where she was currently trying very hard to pry his fingers away, but to no avail.

Hawk figured, in any other context, he’d find her inability to do something that involved physical strength quite adorable. He*l, he was already daydreaming about being called over to her place to help her move furniture or open pickle jars (what can he say? He’s a simple guy), but, right now, it wasn’t cute. Now, it was dangerous.

Demetri looked at Hawk, visibly trying to decide whether or not he should believe him, but, though he tried hard to hide it, the worry on Hawk’s face was clear as day. And so, he let go…

+ + +

This was definitely not what (Y/n) wanted to do today. Yesterday, all she had to worry about was turning in her English paper on time. And now, whether she liked it or not, she was in the middle of a gang war.

But, she also knew she wouldn’t trade the way today went for anything in the world. She found her soulmate, and, even though he had strange spiky red hair, and an entourage of cronies ready to fight all his battles for him, Hawk was perfect, and he was all hers.

And she would certainly much rather be in his tight grip right now then Demetri’s. Hawk, for starters, wouldn’t be in the process of leaving a handprint shaped bruise on her arm, like Demetri was, either knowingly or unknowingly, doing at that moment. She figured knowingly, as her pleas and attempts to escape went on deaf ears.

She was ignoring the conversation happening around her, putting most of her energy into readying herself to snitch and scream for a teacher, when suddenly Demetri’s hand was gone. (Y/n) looked up between the two boys, wondering what she’d missed but deciding it wasn’t worth it to stick around and find out. Her wrist hurt and her soulmate was right in front of her. She had more important things to worry about.

“(Y/n)?” And that was all the prompting she needed, her body moving faster then her brain was, and when they caught up to one another, she was already hiding in her Mohawk boy’s chest, his arms wrapped around her back protectively, which she greatly appreciated.

“Get lost while you have the chance.” Hawk suddenly spoke threateningly, and (Y/n) figured he was talking to Demetri. She didn’t even look up to see if he had heeded the warning. Demetri whatever-his-last-name-was had officially made the list of people (Y/n) didn’t care what happened to. He was a jerk, and the girl would definitely be questioning (Y/f/n)’s judgment on being on a first name basis with him, but all that could wait. The confrontation was winding down, which meant, (Y/n) would finally be able to talk to the boy she was meant to spend forever with…

+ + +

Hawk was still breathing heavy as he watched Demetri scurry off back to the rest of the Miyagi-Do p*ssies, all his confidence gone now that he’d lost his leverage. Idiot…

But the, slightly unsteady, rise and fall of a chest against his own was enough distraction to get his mind off the subject and onto something much more important… or, rather, someone…

“You’re okay now… I won’t let him touch you.” He promised, knowing that the pair of them most definitely had gained some onlookers, wondering what the he*l was going on, but Hawk didn’t care in the slightest. If they made fun of him later for being protective of his girl, he’d just beat the crap out of them like always.

“I believe you…” (Y/n) mumbled into his shirt, her sporadic breathing having calmed immensely, or at least returned to somewhat normal. Hawk let out a sigh of relief at the realization, but before he could even think about saying anything, she was speaking again. “I didn’t wanna-I mean-I wish we didn’t meet like-like this…” She continued to talk directly into his chest, though Hawk heard her just fine, and his heart clenched at how sad she sounded. He wanted to rip Demetri’s head from his shoulders for doing this to her, because she was absolutely right. This wasn’t how they were supposed to meet one another, but it was too late now…

“I know. But, hey, we met, right? That’s what’s important.” He said, running his hands up her arms in what he hoped was a comforting manner. She nodded slowly in agreement, the top of her head brushing against his chin when she did.

Hawk smiled a little at the motion, still completely floored by how absolutely perfect she was. Her height, he was now noticing, perfect for hugs, a fact he would most certainly be taking advantage of from this point forward. Well, no time like the present… “C’mere you!”

(Y/n) shrieked in delight, a loud laugh leaving her body, as Hawk’s grip tightened around her waist, the Mohawk-clad boy spinning her in his arms with a wide smile of his own. That laugh… God, he could get used to that.

“Eli! Put me down!” She cried out, and Hawk, who didn’t think his smile could get any wider, was promptly proven wrong.

He didn’t let anyone call him Eli. Ever since the new look, he’d been “Hawk,” and anyone who thought differently was greeted with a swift fist to the mouth. That is, until the small word left (Y/n)’s lips. Hawk decided then and there that he never wanted to hear her call him anything else.

“Seriously, I’m wearing a skirt!” She complained, though she didn’t sound all that angry. Hawk was quick to do as she asked anyway, his hands moving to the bottom of said skirt to make sure it was sitting right, as her own straightened his top.

“Hey, Eli?” She said after a moment, her eyes once again meeting his. He nodded for her to continue. She dramatically pouted, an expression Hawk knew would trick him into doing anything she wanted over the course of their forever together.

“I don’t know if I’m gonna make it through Spanish class after all this.” She said with a sigh, to which Hawk chuckled, leaning in to whisper back to her.

“Don’t tell Señor Chang, but you’re definitely not going to Spanish class after all this.” He punctuated his statement with a suggestive wink and (Y/n)’s gasped, smacking his shoulder lightly, though her uncontrollable giggles did away with any semblance of annoyance.

“Shut up!” She managed to get out, before tucking herself back into his chest, probably to hide her quickly reddening cheeks, though Hawk didn’t mind in the slightest, as his arms wound back around her waist. It felt so right, like they were always meant to be there.

Yeah… Eli decided. I could definitely get used to this…

Part 2?

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Change: Chapter 32 (Eli Moskowitz x Reader)

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Ship: Eli Moskowitz x Fem Reader 

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Chapter synopsis: Daniel gives the Eagle Fang boys a challenge, meanwhile Y/N and Eli continue to get closer again

Y/N headed to the dojo like always. She knew today was going to be a bit different. Sensei Laurence had taken the Miyagi Dos and Sensei LaRusso had the Eagle Fangs back at the dojo.

She usually went near the end of the class but she felt like watching this one today.

‘Hey Mr LaRusso.’

‘Hey Y/N! You’re not usually here at this time.’

‘Yeah. Is it okay if I sit in on this class?’

‘Yeah of course that’s fine. I’ve already started with the boys.’ Y/N quirked an eyebrow at the Eagle Fang boys squatting around the koi pond. She noted that Miguel had probably fallen in at least once given how wet he was.

‘What do they have to do?’ She asked as they walked over.

‘It’s simple. Just catch a fish.’

‘Y/N.’ Hawk looked up and smiled.

‘Hey Eli.’ Y/N watched the boys hopelessly snatch at the water. She giggled. ‘Ooooooooh okay I got it.’ The boys turned to her.

‘What?’ Mitch shouted. ‘No way you’ve figured it out already.’

‘I was learning from Mr LaRusso long before you guys.’

‘So what is it?’ Miguel asked.

‘Pretty sure I’m not allowed to tell you.’ She looked behind her. Daniel nodded. The boys sighed and went back to the water.

———————————————————————————————————

‘Argh shit! This is impossible!’ Hawk huffed. Y/N chuckled as she entered the dojo for day two of catching a fish.

‘Patience.’ Daniel said. ‘You’ll figure it out.’

‘Hey guys. Still no luck?’ Y/N asked, walking over. They all shook their heads. ‘Mr LaRusso can’t I just give them a clue?’

‘Nope they have to figure it out for themselves.’ Y/N nodded understandingly. She took her shoes and socks off and stepped on to the wooden board that floated in the middle of the pond.

‘What are you doing?’ Miguel questioned.

‘Finding a place to sit and watch.’ She replied. Sitting down, making sure she was facing Hawk. He smiled then looked back at the koi.

A couple minutes passed of the boys continuing to try and catch one. Hawk kept looking up at Y/N. He noted that her hair colour was pretty faded now.

‘You still thinking of dying your hair again?’ He asked. Y/N nodded.

‘Yeah I’m going purple.’

‘I bet that would look really good on you.’

‘Hawk no flirting during class.’ Daniel said. The other boys laughed. Y/N smiled.

‘Thanks.’

‘I have an idea.’ Miguel said, eyes lit up. He slowly made his way into the water. He looked at the others. ‘Come on get in.’ They did so. ‘Follow my lead, walk in a circle.’

‘Hey it’s working!’ Hawk said. ‘They’re going under the board.’ Miguel pulled a fish out of the water.

‘We have a winner!’ Daniel exclaimed. Y/N clapped. ‘Good job Miguel. Good job.’

Everyone head out after class.

‘Hey Y/N!’ Hawk started. ‘A bunch of us are going to this drive in movie theatre thing on Saturday, you in?’

‘Oh that sounds great but that’s the day I’m getting my hair redone. I’ll probably just wanna go home and stay there after.’

‘Ah yeah I get it. Dyed hair is a pain in the ass. No worries.’

‘But we can hang out some other time? Maybe just the two of us?’ Hawk grinned.

‘Yeah?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Sounds good.’ Y/N looked up at Hawk’s hair.

‘You think you’ll change the red any time soon?’

‘Maybe. Not sure what I’d change it to though.’ Hawk replied, thinking. He liked that him and Y/N had the same colour for a while, but would it be too much to copy her new look?

‘Well maybe my purple will inspire you.’ Y/N smiled. ‘I’ll see ya at school.’ She pecked him on the cheek and walked off. Hawk stopped.

‘I see you and Y/N are getting very close again.’ Miguel jabbed.

‘Y-Yeah. I guess we are.’

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eli to miguel the whole time was just like the office meme :

Kelly: I will be mean to jessica if you want me to be

Erin: Oh no kelly it’s okay

Kelly: It’s really no problem I was already planning on being mean to her

Erin: Oh no I don’t want you to do that

“How’d he take you out?”

“Shut up. Don’t talk to me”

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Shadow of Yourself [4/18]

Prompt: “You’ve changed, Eli. I barely even know who you are right now.”

A/N: the much anticipated start of season two :) please let me know what you think of this chapter!

Based off of: Cobra Kai 02x01, 02x02, and 02x03 Warnings: none really. Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x F!Reader

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TIME TO DECIDE:

“Hey, mom—!”

“Hey sweetie, I just called to say I’m gonna be gone for at least another week.”

Shoulders falling, the excitement that you had felt seconds prior at the sight of your mom calling you dwindles into nothing. Her words hit you like a slap across the face — but somehow, you’re not surprised.

How could you be? This was nothing new.

“Oh?” You call out, forcing back your own hurt as you nod. “Did you make a break?”

“Yeah,” your mom laughs from the other end of the call. Her voice is slightly scratchy through reception and you honestly can’t remember the last time you actually heard her voice — in front of you, not through a cellphone. “This could do wonders for the company. And honey, it could take more than a week.”

More than a week.

“You’ve already been gone for two months.” You remind, fiddling with your bedsheets, biting your lip.

“I know, baby. I know,” your mom sighs from the other end. “Look, I promise you we can do something fun when I’m back okay? Whatever you want.”

“Okay, sure,” you shrug though she can’t see you.

You know it’s an empty promise anyway.

She’ll come home, be home for a day and then leave for another two months right after. It’s the same thing every single time, and every time she promises you the same thing. You know it, you expect it and yet you can’t help but get your hopes up every time she promises you.

“How are Eli and Demetri doing? Are they keeping you company?”

Stomach twisting at the sound of Eli’s name, your lips part. Your mom doesn’t know anything. Nothing about Miguel or how karate has seemingly taken over your school. She doesn’t know about Eli, how the two of you kissed, how he changed, how he broke your heart…

You want to tell her, you just haven’t had the chance.

“Actually, things have been—”

Your mothers name is called faintly from the other end, loud enough to cut you off and suddenly you hear your mom yelling back. There’s a pause of silence and then you hear her breathing next to the speaker again. “I gotta go, I’m sorry. Please make sure the next payment goes through. I love you, bye!”

“I love—“

She’s already hung up before you’re able to finish the words.

Sighing, you let your phone fall, collapsing against your bed as you stare up at your ceiling. You and your mother used to spend all this time together, practically inseparable — when your father died, she had to find ways to make money and that meant, prioritizing money and work over you.

You knew why she did it and you knew she loved you — didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt.

It’s why when you found Eli and Demetri and were able to make your first real friends, you’d clung to them so desperately. You don’t think they really knew it, but they became your whole world. When you’d go home to an empty house everyday, it was okay because you knew you’d get to see them the next.

And Eli… he’d come over plenty of times. Or you’d go to his. You’d do whatever, it didn’t matter — just as long as you didn’t have to go home to an empty house or walk through school alone.

Even if you were bullied. Even if you were losers.

Now Eli was Hawk and you didn’t even know who he was anymore.

Clearly none of it — you — weren’t enough for him.

The sound of your phone ringing interrupts you from your thoughts. Your first thought is your mom and you jump at the chance at being able to talk to her, only to be confused when you read Sam’s contact name instead.

Slowly moving to answer the phone, you frown; “Sam?”

“Hey!” She calls, voice slightly breathless, clearly nervous. “I just called to check in on you. You’ve seemed kind of distant at school and… well, I thought you could use a friend.”

Your lips part, touched that she’d have thought of you.

“Did you maybe wanna hang?”

Swallowing thickly, you’re unable to hide the smile that curls onto your lips. “Okay, yeah… yeah, I’d love that.”

-

“I didn’t know…”

Laughing lightly, you shrug your shoulders, swaying slightly on Sam’s bed. “It’s not your fault,” you shake your head. “I didn’t tell you. And honestly, I haven’t even really told anyone.”

Sam pauses, pursing her lips in thought. “He just started making out with Moon?”

Biting your lip, you nod; “I didn’t even think we broke up. Or I guess, I said we never really started dating… but, I mean I thought I’d made it clear how I felt about him.” Fiddling with the hem of your shirt, you glance down at your lap, feeling the hurt flood through you all over again. “I just thought he cared about me more than that.”

Reaching forward, Sam sets her hand on your own. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

You turn to her in surprise, touched by how genuine she sounds.

Honestly, you’d been apprehensive about making friends with Sam. You thought she was some popular girl and for as long as you’ve known her, she’s never said anything bad about Yasmine and instead stood there and watched. She’d laughed at things Yasmine had said. She’d even let Yasmine bully her own best friend.

You knew she felt horrible about that and you’ve seen her and Aisha rekindling. But then everything had happened at that party and you thought she wouldn’t want to talk to you because you were still Miguel’s friend and it was clear she didn’t want to talk to him.

And you still stood by Miguel — of course you did — but it felt nice that the one female friend you’d made still wanted to be your friend.

“The worst part is Moon is really nice,” you sigh, “so I can’t even be mad at her.”

Sam snorts, “yeah, Moon has that effect on people.”

“She keeps inviting me to go out with the both of them. Demetri too. Apparently they’re going to play beach volleyball and they keep asking me to join them.” Miguel had asked you too, but you make sure to leave his name out — knowing that Sam’s still hurt by him.

“Are you going to?”

“No,” you frown. “I can barely stand to look at him.” You admit while Sam nods, breathing deeply before deflating in defeat. “I seriously hate karate.”

Letting out a giggle, Sam shakes her head; “yeah, I used to too.”

Raising a brow, you tilt your head; “used to?”

“Well, yeah,” she shrugs. “I felt like karate ruined Miguel and I, but I realized it was really just Cobra Kai that did. Then, my dad opened back up the dojo he trained in as a kid, Miyagi-Do, and it’s really helped me learn a lot about myself and bring me some inner peace.”

Nodding slowly, you shrug. Then, you see this look wash over her, her eyes twinkling and you have a feeling you know where she’s going with this before she even finishes.

“You should join!”

Letting out a huff, you teeter on your spot on her bed, shaking your head. “I dunno… I mean, karate is what started all this. It’s what changed Eli.”

“No, no, that was Cobra Kai!”

Meeting Sams eye, you pause. You guess she’s right, in one way. You don’t know anything about Miyagi-Do but it was when Eli joined Cobra Kai that everything changed. That he changed.

“I think it would really help you,” Sam tries to convince you, voice desperate. “My dad teaches that karate is for defence only and—“

Her bedroom door suddenly swings open, making you jump in surprise as you turn around only to see who you assume is Sam’s dad. You’ve also seen his Larusso Auto adverts all over town.

He pauses at the sight of you, lips parting; “oh, sorry, I didn’t realize Sam had a friend over.”

Offering a small smile and a wave, you nod; “my names Y/N, it’s nice to meet you Mr. Larusso.”

He eases at your polite greeting, body shifting as his eyes turn to Sam. She’s smiling wide at the sight of her dad, “dad, Y/N and I were just talking about her possibly joining Miyagi-Do.”

Eyes widening, you tense as Sam practically throws you under the bus.

Before you can even argue, Mr. Larusso is stepping towards you, a hopeful smile on his face. “That’s—That’s wonderful! We’d be happy to have you, Y/N. Everybody is welcome.”

Thrown off slightly, you nod, “I-I don’t really have the money to join, though, so—”

“Lessons are completely free,” he offers, shaking his hands out before him, grinning. “No need for you to pay.”

Brows raising, you pause at that. That was… oddly nice of him to offer.

“She’s not completely decided yet, dad.” Sam reminds, noticing the look on your face as she turns to face her father. “I think it’d be great if she did though.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Mr. Larusso laughs, “nonetheless, take your time deciding. There’s always a spot open for you.”

You nod, swallowing thickly, unable to find the words to respond as you simply turn back to Sam. She eyes you briefly before turning to her dad, who informs her that he was originally coming in to tell her that dinner was going to be later tonight cause there was stuff him and her mom had to get done at work.

Sam nods, before saying goodbye to her dad, leaving the both of you alone once again.

You instantly turn to her; “I hate you.”

She just laughs, shrugging her shoulders. “I just think it’d really help you is all.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You roll your eyes, “I’ll think about it, okay?”

And that’s all she really wants to hear.

-

“You’re sure you won’t come?”

“Miguel…”

Letting out a sigh, Miguel’s shoulders fall; “I still don’t even know what happened between you and Hawk. Neither of you will tell me.”

Shutting your locker door gently, you shrug; “it’s nothing worth telling.”

“It clearly is. Since you refuse to be anywhere near him.” Miguel eyes you and you feel yourself growing uncomfortable — it wasn’t that you didn’t trust Miguel, you just didn’t want to pit him against you and Eli. You knew the two of them were close, especially now that they were in the same dojo and you didn’t want to make things awkward.

Or make him feel like he had to choose.

But, as you move to walk away, Miguel’s reflexes are quicker and he easily blocks your path. You huff as he does, hands falling by your sides as you glance up at him.

“You can’t act like it’s nothing.” He argues, “besides, I know he did something.”

“How do you know it was him?”

“Because you refuse to hang with us anymore and he’s with Moon.”

Damn him and his ability to be a decent guy and listen to you…

“We had a fight,” you explain, glancing at something to your left, to distract yourself — to make it not so obvious how much it hurts. “The night of the party, I guess we broke up? And before I knew it, I turned around to see him making out with Moon.”

Miguel’s eyes widen; “the night I got drunk?”

“Yeah,” you shrug, not sure why it’s such a big deal.

“You took care of me, drunk, when all that was happening?”

“Of course,” you say without hesitation. “You’re my friend and I had to make sure you were okay.”

Miguel’s face falls, a softened look washing through his eyes as he glances down at you. You flush slightly at the look, not having expected such a heartfelt reaction to something you felt like was natural for friends to do.

“I’m sorry,” he says after a moment. “I didn’t realize he hurt you like that.”

“It doesn’t matter,” lies, “if he’s happy, then that’s all that matters.”

Unfortunately, that was true.

Miguel just shakes his head and the two of you head off to class together — thankfully chatting about a different subject. But as you walk, you catch sight of Hawk, just across the hall, who moves to greet Miguel before he sees you next to him.

He falters, hand awkwardly falling next to his side, and you find yourself unable to pull your gaze away from his, that familiar pang echoing in your chest.

Then Moon runs up behind him, grabbing him in a tight hug as she laughs and instantly your eyes are flickering back to Miguel, quickly plastering a smile on your face at whatever he’s saying when he turns to you in response.

You don’t notice the pair of eyes that follow you.

-

A rapid knocking on your window startles you awake.

You wake with a gasp, heart feeling like it might leap out of your throat as you sit up, trying to focus on where the sounds coming from. It takes you a moment to realize where, until you turn your head towards your window and see a familiar pair of eyes staring back at you.

“Eli?” You question softly, confused.

You get up, pulling your sheets off of you as you move towards your window. You fumble with the lock for a moment before it clicks open and you slowly slide it up, feeling the cool night air drift across your body.

“What are you doing here?”

Eli doesn’t respond right away, he crawls through your window and it isn’t until he’s fully stood in front of you do you see what’s wrong.

There’s a large bruise across his left eye glaring back at you.

“Oh my God, Eli! What happened?”

“Me and Demetri were walking back from the comic book store when we ran into Kyler and his friends.” Eli explains, speaking for the first time. His voice is low and raspy and he starkly avoids your gaze, keeping his own trained on his feet. “They said hi.”

“Where’s Demetri? Is he—“

“He’s fine,” Eli assures, “he called his mom.”

Nodding as you feel a bit of your worry fade, you shake your head. “Why didn’t you call your mom?”

“I wanted to see you,” Eli admits softly, finally flickering his gaze up to meet your own.

“O-Oh,” you flush, fumbling for your words briefly before you shake your head, snapping yourself out of your own stupor as you see his bruise once again. “Here, sit on the bed. I’ll get a warm clothe.”

He listens without fault and you quickly rush out of your room, racing down the stairs to your kitchen, grabbing what you need before racing back up. Eli’s still in the same spot as you left him, only he’s glancing around, obviously taking in your room. He’s been over before, but only in the living room with Demetri when they’d come over for a movie night. He’s never been in your room or given the opportunity to glance around.

You blush m when you notice him eyeing one of your superhero posters on the wall, chuckling softly to himself.

He turns to you at the sound of your footsteps and slowly you make your way over to him, softly dabbing the warmth clothe over the bruise. He winces slightly but otherwise doesn’t say anything.

It isn’t until you pull the clothe back to yourself that he speaks; “where’s your mom?”

“Still gone for her business trip,” you explain, unable to fight the frown that grows on your lips. “She wasn’t supposed to return yesterday.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

Eli doesn’t respond to that and a pause of silence washes over the two of you. He’s glancing around once again and you realize that you’re still blushing, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as you shift on your bed. It felt weird to have him in your room, but, you also liked it.

Liked being this close to him. Just the two of you.

“Does your eye feel okay?”

“Better than it did,” Eli smiles.

You nod, and then Eli shifts.

“I should probably get back—“

“You could stay if you wanted!” The words leave your lips before you’re able to process just what it is you’re asking. At the wide eyed, surprised look Eli sends you, you flush deeper, avoiding his gaze as you fiddle with your pajama pants. “I-I mean, if you wanted to.”

The truth was you just didn’t want to be alone, again, in your empty house like you always were. And.. you wanted Eli specifically to stay. You wanted to be with him.

“Is that okay?”

Shrugging, you turn to him; “my moms not home.” Then, adding, you admit; “and I’d—I’d like the company.”

A moment later, Eli nods; “okay.”

You sit up with hope; “okay?”

“Yeah,” he assures, “I’ll just tell my mom I spent the night at Demetri’s.”

“Okay,” then, pausing, you continue; “thank you, Eli.”

He flushes at that, pressing a hand to his face as he tries to hide himself. “Of-Of course, anything for you.”

A few minutes later the both of you are moving to go back to bed. He offers to sleep on the ground but you just shake your head, pulling your sheets back to signal him. He listens after a moment of hesitance, a deep blush on both of your cheeks.

The second he’s settled, the two of you are facing each other, the only sound being your breaths.

“Good night, Eli,” you whisper, voice barely audible. “Thank you for staying.”

“Good night,” he whispers back, voice slightly shaky. “Thank you for taking care of me. Like you always do.”

You just smile, letting your eyes slowly flutter shut. You fall asleep with ease, a weight lifted off your shoulders at the feeling of another, the warmth in your heart easing you to sleep.

Eli doesn’t fall asleep straight away. He can’t.

Instead, his looks at you, peacefully asleep, without a worry in the world and a small smile on your face — and thinks you’re the most beautiful girl he’s sure he’s ever seen.

-

“You came!”

With a light laugh, you make your way over to Sam. She’s stood off to the side from the rest of the festival, under one of the Larusso Auto tents that they had set up.

It takes you a moment to register whose stood beside her, but the second he turns to face you at the sound of Sam’s voice, you blink in recognition — Robby. Otherwise known as the boy that Miguel got jealous of with Sam at the party that night.

It seemed they were closer then you thought.

“Of course,” you shrug, falling to a stop in front of them. “You asked me to.”

Sam just grins widely, but then pauses as she notices both you and Robby glancing at one another. “Y/N, this is Robby. Robby, this is—”

“I remember,” Robby cuts in. “We met briefly the night of that party down at the beach.” He pauses briefly, before adding. “Miguel’s friend.”

There’s a certain judgement to his voice as he says Miguel’s name, your eyes narrowing briefly before you push it aside. To be fair, Miguel had been drunk that night and had attacked without thought all because he was jealous and upset.

In all honesty, Robby hadn’t really done anything to deserve that. You understood Miguel’s feelings and his rash thinking — but, Robby and Sam hadn’t really been doing anything.

“Yeah,” you nod, putting your hands into the pockets of your jeans. There’s an moment of awkward silence and you know you’re not wanted. “Anyways, I’ll leave you to it, Sam,” your eyes flicker to her whose watching apprehensively. “I’ll make sure to watch you guys though later tonight.”

You send a soft smile and a wave before moving to walk off.

“That was rude, Robby.” Sam turns to him, a frown on her lips. “Y/N’s really nice. And it’s not her fault that Miguel did what he did. She was just being a good friend to him.”

He just shrugs.

Sighing, Sam shakes her head. “Well, I’m trying to get her to join Miyago-Do with us. So be nice.”

-

“Coming up next, do I have a treat for you! Please direct your attention to the Larusso Auto booth for a presentation from Miyagi-Do Karate.”

Shifting yourself around, you eye the booth with curiosity. Sam had practically begged you to come tonight for the sole purpose of getting to see a sneak peek of just really what Miyagi-Do was about. She hasn’t given up on trying to get you to join.

And honestly, you don’t think she ever will.

She promised you it’d be worth it and that what you saw tonight would change your mind about not wanting to join any karate dojos.

Traditional Japanese music starts playing from their speakers and standing on the booth, you see Robby, Sam and her father darkened by the lights to give off a shadowed effect. Everyone falls silent as their performance starts, shifting from different karate positions in a slow and dedication persision.

Once they land a pose with the beat of the music, a series of claps echo.

The lights turn on and Mr. Larusso has a bo in his hands, he does a few tricks with it before Sam and Robby begin to circle around him.

They attack simultaneously, showing off a few cool moves that are impressive. At this point, you know what karate looks like and have had a taste of it watching Miguel, Hawk and the rest of Cobra Kai fight in the All Valley tournament. You’d also seen a bit of Miyagi-Do from Robby, but he was much more proficient in the art now.

The moves were so different than Cobra Kai. So… calm and precise but still effective.

Honestly, when Sam had asked you to watch her this evening, you thought you’d feel much of the same that you do about Cobra Kai and karate in general. You were, quite honestly, sick of it — having lost one of you best friends and the boy you loved to it.

Karate had done nothing but ruin your life and even though Sam kept asking you, you had no intention of joining.

But this? This was different. Felt different. This was calm, peaceful, but still interesting and striking. You felt yourself unable to look away as you watched their performance, enthralled by what you were seeing.

By how much of an opposite it was to Cobra Kai. Less aggressive, less about beating your opponent and more about being able to defend yourself. Protect yourself. It wasn’t karate necessarily aimed to look amazing or cool, but it was still as fascinating — the way all three of them moved… you’d never seen anything like it.

“Now time for the Grand Finale.” Mr. Larusso announces, bowing slightly.

Robby and Sam walk off stage, Mr. Larusso walking off briefly to push on a cart. On it was ice slabs placed vertically in slots.

But just before he’s finished rolling the cart onto the stage, the lights suddenly cut out and the familiar chanting of “Cobra Kai” echoes, pulling yours and everyone’s attention behind you as you see, of course Miguel and Hawk up front and leading the line, the entirety of the Cobra Kai dojo marching in.

Effectively interrupting Mr. Larusso and Miyago-Do’s performance.

It with ease catches the attention of everyone, the entire crowd shifts back over to the main stage where Miguel, Hawk and the rest of the students begin to compete against one another to show off their skills, then moving to other demonstrations of their skills and strengths. Like breaking boards and doing flips.

The complete opposite to Sam’s performance. Rock music blared while lights flashed, the whole performance targeted towards gaining attention. People, especially kids your age, were a lot more likely to want to watch a performance like that then Sam’s.

Purely because it looked more ‘bad*ss’.

You watch with a frown, still hovering near Miyagi-Do.

Then, Miguel’s Sensei walks up at the end, five slabs of concrete lined up horizontally. He calls out for his students to ‘light it up’, and for added effect, they add flames to the top of the first slab of concrete.

He, of course, breaks all of them with ease.

When the crowd starts chanting Cobra Kai, you manage the courage to look to your left. Sam and Robby look devastated, their moment to show off their moves and their dojo interrupted by Cobra Kai, but it’s Mr. Larusso who looks the most upset. A look of defeat in his eyes as he watches Cobra Kai steal all the glory and attention.

It’s heartbreaking.

You know what you have to do. You’d made your decision the second you’d seen the way all of them moved. It felt impossible to avoid karate now, not when it was so clearly taking over your life in different ways one by one -- and in the end, wasn’t it better to join it when you made the decision to? When you wanted to?

As who assume is Sam’s mom walks up and pulls Mr. Larusso off the stage with an arm around his shoulder, you step up in turn, stopping in front of Sam and Robby.

“Okay,” you say after a moment, pulling Sam’s eyes on you as Robby blinks at you. “I’ll do it. I’ll join Miyagi-Do.”

Sam’s eyes widen as hope floods her gaze.

“You might’ve not been able to get anybody else, but… you got me.”