𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, cobra kai imagines

i swear it ( demetri alexopolous )

I SWEAR IT
( demetri alexopolous x gn! reader)

"Get the fuck off of him!" Y/N screamed, watching as Hawk held his former best friend in a pin, his arm outstretched behind him. The teen surged forward in an attempt to get to Demetri, but was restrained by three Cobra Kai's— one on each arm and one round their waist. The teenagers jeered and coaxed Hawk on, and he pulled Demetri's arm tighter at their cheers. Tory, of course, was the ringleader, jeering "Do it, Hawk!" as Demetri whimpered and pleaded with the one person he had once cared about most in the world.

The rest of the Miyagi-Do students were nowhere to be seen; probably beaten into unconsciousness or forced to flee. It was only Demetri, with his face pressed to the floor, and Y/N, unable to move an inch, who remained in the battle. "Eli, do not fucking do it. That's your fucking best friend!" Y/N screamed, hoping to get through to the boy they had once considered a close friend, but their pleas were drowned out by Tory kicking them in the stomach, winding the h/c teen, and replacing their words with "Hawk, finish him!"

Eli contemplated for another moment or two before his muscles tensed. Y/N only had time to scream "No!" before a harsh snap and the cries of a broken boy filled the room. The Cobras hollered and jeered as Demetri writhed in pain, and tears spilled from his eyes. "Pussy," Tory scoffed, watching the dark haired boy scream in agony, and the teenagers holding back Y/N finally let them go in order to congratulate Hawk. Instantly, they rushed forwards, rolling Demetri gently onto his front and taking his head in their lap. "Get the fuck out of here you assholes!" The e/c eyed teenager seethed, lacing their fingers with those of Demetri's good hand, allowing him to squeeze in a hope it would alleviate some of the pain. Watching as the other Cobras turned to leave, Y/N noticed Hawk lingering for just a second too long, but they had no patience for his regret. After a second or two of eye contact filled with hatred and rage, Y/N broke it and turned all of their attention to Demetri.

Demetri sobbed into his partner's lap, the pain excruciating, and it hurt the h/c's heart to hear. "I've got you, Dem," Y/N whispered, running a hand through his hair and wishing they could do more to soften the pain. "They can't hurt you anymore." "It hurts," Demetri sobbed, his grip tightening around the teen's hand as he winced, thrashing in agony. "Y/N, please, it hurts." "Someone call an ambulance, please!" The h/c called into the abandoned lazer zone arena, their words echoing through the hollow walls. "Please, Demetri's hurt!" Looking down, Y/N noticed the pale blue of their jeans darkened by tears from Demetri's eyes, and they felt their own eyes begin to sting. The dark haired boy continued to sob in their lap, crying out in agony as the pain wracked through his body.

Chris and a few other Miyagi-Do students rounded the corner, looking beaten, battered and sluggish, but they were sparked back into action as soon as they noticed Demetri. "Shit, what happened?" Chris asked, and Y/N finally let the tears spill over as Demetri cried out again. "Call an ambulance, please. Eli broke his fucking arm." "Holy shit," Chris breathed as one of the others rushed to pull out his phone and dial 911. "Go find Sam, please," Y/N ordered, and Chris and the others nodded, darting off to go find the LaRusso girl, and the other to take the call. "Shit, Y/N, it hurts. It hurts so bad," The dark haired boy cried again, still writhing in agony in their lap, though shock was beginning to set in. "I know, baby, I know," The teen soothed, taking Demetri's face in their hands and wiping his tears. "But the ambulance will be here soon and then you'll be okay, I swear it, Demetri."

The boy stopped shaking as much as the shock set in, but he was still sobbing, and the dark patches his tears created kept getting bigger. "How-" He hiccuped lowly, "How could he do th-this to me? He was m-my—" another hiccup "—best friend." "I don't know, my love. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Y/N whispered, wiping his tears and pushing wisps of his dark hair behind his ears. The h/c pressed soft kisses to Demetri's forehead as they kept his hair back, and Chris came rounding the corner with Sam and the others. "Oh, god, Demetri," Sam gasped as she saw him, but one look from Y/N told her to stay back, and she obeyed. "Where's the ambulance?" Y/N questioned, and Chris answered with, "It's on it's way, we should carry Demetri outside." The boy whimpered a little, causing Y/N to lean down. "You think we can move you outside, Dem?" Their voice was a soft whisper, and they pressed another kiss to the top of Demetri's head. He nodded, wincing again, and Y/N called Chris and Sam forwards to help lift Demetri to his feet.

Y/N kept hold of his good hand as Sam stabilised the other, causing the boy to let out another sob. Together, they managed to haul a still crying Demetri out of the lazer zone arena and into the main of Golf 'N' Stuff, earning many looks from employees and customers alike. Y/N knew Demetri hated being the centre of attention, especially looking like this, bruised and broken, so they kept a tight hold on him, so he knew he wasn't alone. When they made it outside, the ambulance was just pulling up, and medics were quick to pull Demetri from the others and load him into the ambulance. "C-Can Y/N come w-with me?" The dark haired boy managed, trying to ignore as a nurse injected pain killers into his shoulder. "Of course," She answered, and Y/N was quick to hop in beside Demetri, taking his hand in their own again. "We'll meet you at the hospital," Chris promised as another nurse closed the door and they began the journey to the hospital.

The dark haired boy's pain subsided, but his tears never lessened. Y/N wound their arm around his good arm, pressing a kiss to the tall boy's temple. "Still hurting?" They asked, causing the boy to nod. "A little. More inside than out." "I get it," The h/c haired teen sighed, allowing Demetri to rest his head on their shoulder despite the height difference. "Maybe it's best just not to think about it." "And think about what else?" The brown eyed boy exclaimed, attempting to accentuate with his arms but only causing himself to wince in agony. Y/N thought for a moment, before using her hand to turn Demetri's chin up and pressing their lips to his. He was quick to kiss back, though it was softer than usual, Y/N being afraid to cause the boy any more pain. "Think about that," Y/N whispered after pulling away, and Demetri was quick to nod before pulling his lover back in. "I can do that."