Johnny Lawrence ONESHOTS/cobra kai oneshots

Johnny Lawrence - young - I'd love to.

A few knocks on my window pulls me from my thoughts, glancing over and seeing a familiar blond.
I was dutches younger sister so I knew that If I woke dutch up that he’d tried to take off Johnny’s head.
I get up, tugging up the window staring down at him, his nose bloody but he’s still got a stupid grin on his face.
“Jesus Johnny what happened this time?” I whisper yell as he grabs onto the window seal pulling himself up, quite effortlessly.
“dont worry about it sweetheart” he mutters and his Converse hit against my wooden floorboards with a heavy thud while his arms reaching out towards me.
I move my hands to his as I interlace our fingers but that’s when his scent hits my nose.
He smells like weed and alcohol mixed with a touch of sweat and salt.
“youve Been drinking” I mumble, not enthusiastic before I loosen the grip on his hands but he tightens his.
“Just a little baby don’t be mad” he leans forward his forehead resting against mine.
“im not mad I just worry” I say shrugging but he just kisses my nose and my eyes flutter closed.
“i know but you don’t gotta darling I can protect you and me even while drunk” he whispers.
“i know Johnny” I say as I feel him slowly leading me towards the bed.
“I am tired though” he whispers, chuckling and I Nod opening my eyes as the back of my knees hit the bed frame.
“You gotta be gone before morning Dutch gets up early caues of his morning run” I warn him before lowering myself down onto the bed.
His grip is only tightened as he lays on-top of me, bringing his foot up to his chest with ease, undoing the shoe lace before he wiggles his foot till the shoe falls off the bed onto the floor once he’s repeated this process and throwing his signature red cobra kai jacket across room.
I watch the jacket lay on the floor as Johnnys jeans rub against my bare legs, my pj shorts were quite short tonight.
“john bub your jeans are making my legs itchy move over” I ask him as his head lifts slightly shaking his head at my request.
He’s still got one hand attached to my body before he slides one hand down to his jeans button.
Our eyes are trained on each other and I can feel my face flush as my eyes flicker to the hand on his jeans, watching him use one hand to undo the button and fly.
“I can do alot more with my hands babygirl” he whispers in the dark, licking his lips and wiggling his jeans down and off.
“im bout to use mine to punch you” I mumble, shifting my eyes from his dark blue boxers and I wiggle my hips slightly.
“Whatever floats your boat babe” he teases, his pearly whites shining in the dark as his eyelids have dropped slightly and he leans forward, snuggling his head into my neck, trailing a few kisses along it.
“Your so strange Johnny” I giggle and slide my hand to his hair, loving the blond mop more then anything.
“(Y/n) do you think that I could take you on a date? Like a real date?” He slurs and I can tell he’s close to passing out.
“dutch will take your head off but I’d like to imagine you could” I whisper softly, trying to hide my dissatisfaction.
“I’ll talk to Dutch but you’ll go on a date with me?” he whispers excitedly an I nod grinning.
“id love to”

The end
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