Karate Kid/Cobra Kai one shots/drabbles

kk Johnny/Daniel--first kiss (again)

to be fair, my requests are requests, not commissions, and I want to get to them when I actually feel like writing them so they don't feel rushed or obligational

this one is a vent bc it's just another thing on my mind

warnings: flashbacks of silver grooming daniel, daniel is essentially traumatized and johnny helps him see romance/certain intimacies (kissing, not actual sex) as a good thing again

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Daniel was on the dojo floor, head resting on Sensei Silver's lap, and he was talking about Judy.

He didn't know why he was talking about Judy, couldn't even remember what brought her up. Right, it was first kisses. He was rambling, talking about these little tidbits of his girl back in Jersey that didn't even matter. And he moved on to Ali, next. Strangely enough, he discussed Johnny Lawrence a lot more than Ali.

Sensei Silver was a very patient listener, even when Daniel thought nothing he had to say had any real value.

Daniel was staring at Johnny, his eyes focused far from the drive-in movie. They were sitting in the backseat, at least a whole person of room between them.

Daniel wanted to get closer; he didn't know how.

Johnny struck first, as he always did. He put a hand a bit above Daniel's knee, not-quite on his thigh. Daniel slapped his hand away, as if instinctually slapping away a bug, or perhaps a larger, more dangerous predator.

Daniel's face flushed, and apologies were whispered from the mouths of both boys at the same time.

"I want you to touch me," Daniel murmured. "But I'm not sure where to start, after..."

Johnny nodded, his eyes showing a fractional understanding of what Daniel had went through. "You can strike first, this time. You can start...just know that I'm not...I'm not him..."

Sensei Silver had Daniel held securely in place with his large, strong hands. 

Daniel was sitting on his lap, feeling the slimmest bit secured in the unpredictable storm of Sensei Silver. Daniel never knew what to expect from him, though he knew what the man wanted.

He wanted a thank-you gift.

A gift for listening to Daniel's useless rambles, the good-for-nothing loudmouth from Jersey. Because what use are his ramblings when he's got an ass like that, or the prettiest mouth Sensei Silver had seen in a long time?

The obligation leeched at Daniel, clawing at his heart, jerking at his stomach.

Daniel kissed Sensei Silver, his eyes closed tightly.

"Your hair is a lot different," Daniel pointed out, shifting closer and lifting a hand up, carding his fingers through Johnny's hair. "Your golden locks...it's shorter..."

"Yeah?" Johnny tries for an encouraging smile. "You don't have to worry about me growing out a creepy ponytail, promise..."

Daniel, not playing by any particular set of rules, kissed Johnny's head. "It's pretty,"

Johnny laughed incredulously, trying to look annoyed, though his eyes could only show longing. "Alright, now you're pushing it, Larusso..."

Daniel reached out, holding Johnny's hand, Johnny's fingers curling comfortingly around his hand. "You know how I like to push your buttons, Lawrence..."

"That you do," Johnny squeezed Daniel's hand gently, Daniel unable to help but smile from the contact. It had been a long time--too long, since Daniel had been touched this way, from someone who really cared for him. "You're always on my mind, Danielle." Johnny grinned, bringing Daniel's hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to it, putting it back down before Daniel could be overwhelmed by the touch.