𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, cobra kai imagines

hawk without the hawk ( eli moskowitz )

HAWK WITHOUT THE HAWK
( eli moskowitz x fem! reader )

warning: teeny bit spicy

"Why are you always covered in blood?"

Eli glanced at his girlfriend sheepishly, who was standing holding her front door open in order to let the boy in. "I promise it's not as bad as it looks," Eli insisted, causing Y/N to roll her eyes as she let him into her house. "It's just from training today. I was distracted and Demetri landed a punch, that's all." "And what was distracting you, hm?" The girl joked, going to lean in for a kiss but stopping when she saw the blood dripping down his upper lip, causing Eli to pout. Typically, the girl would be training at the combined Miyago-Do/Eagle Fang mess of a dojo, but Daniel had opted that she took a break after she was injured in the last big fight against Cobra Kai.

"Nothing," Hawk grinned in response to the girl's question, causing her to roll her eyes. "Well, there was something," He continued, "But I'll only tell you if you kiss me." "I am not kissing you with that bloody nose," Y/N commanded, making her way upstairs and leaving the boy to chase after her. "Get in the shower and maybe then we'll talk." She had never seen him move so fast. Eli's blue eyes widened and he scrambled towards the bathroom, grabbing the towel he typically used when he stayed over off the shelf. Of course, the boy made a show of taking his shirt off before walking into the bathroom, smirking as he did. Y/N watched the display, scoffing and rolling her eyes as she lay down on her bed, scrolling through her phone whilst she waited for her boyfriend.

After about ten minutes, Y/N heard the shower turn off, and thirty seconds later, Hawk emerged with just a towel around his waist. This, however, was not what made the girl's e/c eyes widened. Though the boy shirtless was a very impressive sight, she was more focused on his mohawk, or lack thereof. His red and black hair was damp and hung loose around his face, stopping part way down his neck and curling around his jaw. The red strands were slightly curled, and it looked impossibly fluffy. Eli looked up from where he had been pulling the sweatpants he kept at Y/N's out of a drawer, and his blue eyes met hers. "What?" The girl blushed, having been caught, but responded simply with: "Your hair." Suddenly insecure, Eli reached up and touched a few of the strands, pushing them behind his ear. "Oh yeah, it's kinda messy," "No, I like it," Y/N interrupted, smiling at her boyfriend. "I like it a lot."

Eli's cheeks turned a startling pink. "You do?" "I do," Y/N confirmed, grinning a little as the boy blushed, not masked by his confident facade for once. His confidence growing once again at the compliment, a cocky smirk grew on Eli's face. "You know you're gonna have to stop staring so I can drop this towel and put on my sweats, right?" Scoffing loudly in an attempt not to laugh, Y/N covered her eyes with her hands. "Hurry up. And come here when you're done," The girl huffed, causing Eli to chuckle. "Does that mean I can get my kiss now?" "You can have more than just a kiss if you keep your hair like that." Y/N quipped back, her e/c eyes sparkling as Eli tried to hide his blush with a smirk.

Without hesitation, the boy jumped onto the bed beside his girlfriend, causing her to laugh. "Eager, much?" The h/c joked, causing Eli to roll his blue eyes, and pull the girl close by the collar of her shirt. "Shut up." Before the girl had a chance to quip back her usual cocky response of 'make me', Eli pressed his lips to hers, smiling into the kiss. Y/N parted her lips slightly, allowing Eli's tongue to slip through the gap as the pair continued to make out. They battled for dominance, which always tended to be a very fair fight, but this time, Y/N was sure to win. The sh/c traced her knee up one of the red haired boy's legs, causing him to let out a heavy breath as she swung her legs over his hips so that she was straddling him.

The teens continued to kiss, only rarely stopping to take gasps of air. Occasionally, Eli would break the kiss to press his lips against the girl's jaw, nipping lightly at the skin. Her hands crept up to his neck, pulling him in close and breathing harshly as he smirked up against her skin. As she sat in his lap, Hawk's hands curled around the girl's waist, holding her flush against his bare chest. Y/N's hands however, moved from where they were wrapped around Eli's neck, up to his long hair. As her fingers ran through the red strands, the boy let out a desperate sort of whimper that he didn't manage to contain in his throat. A smirk overly apparent on her face, the h/c pulled back from the kiss to look at her boyfriend, her eyebrows raised. "Eli Moskowitz, did you just whine?" Y/N grinned, her lip's ghosting over Eli's as she kept her fingers locked in his mane of hair. The boy blushed furiously, his cheeks burning red which Y/N could feel due to the close contact. His blue eyes refused to meet his girlfriend's, focusing on the floor to hide his embarrassment as he stuttered out his response. "No, shut up-" He started, but a tug on his hair caused the boy to cut himself off with a moan.

Initially taken aback by the obscene sound that escaped, Y/N's breath caught in her throat. However, the girl couldn't deny that the shy boy's newfound vocalness was hot. Besides, it was the perfect opportunity to tease him, which was the girl's favourite game. "Aw, baby," Y/N chuckled, taking one of her hands and using it to lift Eli's jaw, sucking and kissing as he continued to whimper. "You're so cute, getting all worked up when I pull at your hair." The boy tried to silence her again, only to let out another whine as the h/c sucked a hickey into the skin at the base of his throat. "I think you should wear your hair down more often," Y/N grinned as she pulled away, looking up at Eli, who's eyes were blown wide. Tightening his grip on her waist, Hawk's lips formed into a lopsided smile; "Maybe I will if it ends like this."