Breaking Chains / Johnny Lawrence x Reader

Of Hot Chocolate and Shelves.

1984.

Four black-and-white skeletons were chasing after your brother, dressed as a shower cabin. He quickly got rid of his costume, while passing you in a sprint. You were hesistant to chase after him and the four members of Cobra Kai, but your friend was holding you back. You knew that Daniel must have done something to them, Johnny was dripping wet while running after him, leaving wet footprints on the floor. But you also knew what would happen, once they'd catch him - the scene of Daniel laying unconscious in the sand flushing through your brain.

You'd yanked your hand free and decided to join them in their running-game. You weren't a good runner (hell, you were huffing after 10 seconds as if you just ran a marathon), but you catched up to them in front of the fence outside, Johnny grabbing your brother by his shirt and quickly punching him to the ground. You couldn't focus on what they were shouting to each other.

'Leave my brother alone, you dumb dipshit!', you yelled and pushed Johnny with two hands against his chest, making him stumble backwards a few steps. His friend, Bobby, trying to get a hold of you. 'Out of the way, we're not here to hurt you!', he whispered, trying to calm you down while grabbing your waist and pulling you to him. 'Let go of me, you Mingeback!' Bobby was strong even though he held you back as gently as he could. But even he couldn't avoid your head colliding with his nose. It hurt, it hurt like a hell - that guy must've had concrete in his forehead or something. Groaning and cursing, he let go of you. Turning back to the scene, you'd witnessed the other three beating up your older brother, punching and kicking him.

'No Mercy!', Johnny yelled, drawing his arm back for a final punch. Without thinking much, you jumped him from behind. This time, skillfully avoiding his elbow. You hang on his arm like a baby-monkey who just lost his mother. 'Stop it! Or I'll swear, I'll pull every strand of hair out of your stupid, ugly head.', you whispered as a threat, quickly grabbing a fistful of his hair with your left hand, supporting yourself by swinging your legs around his waist.

Johnny tried to get you off, but he couldn't fight a little sister who always jumped her brothers back to get a hold of the tv-remote. It was like you were a born assassin for jumping people.

With a loud sigh, Johnny turned his face back to you as best as he could. Then he let himself fall backwards, with you still on him.

'Brace for the fall Little LaRusso.'

2018.

'Brace for the fall Little LaRusso.', Goldilocks muttered, got on the ground too fast for you to react and swept your legs. You landed on your back with a hard thud, the air leaving your lungs immediately.

You lied to Adam, told him you had to work overtime again. He was angry over the phone, calling you names. You shut your mind down, not letting him inside of your head, hoping to find him asleep in bed when you'd come home later. That way, you could avoid him, because he had to get up early for work.
After speaking to Adam, you called Daniel. Better to get two problems away as fast as you could. Daniel was only ranting about Johnny and his new Cobra Kai Dojo, determined to face him and have it shut down again. You were able to talk him out of visiting the Dojo this evening, even speaking with Amanda to make sure that she calms him down. If Daniel knew you'd be here, training with Lawrence and going against Miyagi-Do, he would probably cut off contact or send you to a therapist.

The students around you were watching the match on the mat in silence. Johnny told them that he needed an adult to show them some techniques, not wanting to test them on the kids. Good thing you were the only adult in class this evening. Since your last conversation in his office, he didn't even look at you. You were glad that he wasn't asking any more questions, but it was kind of bothering you, that you were now his to experiment on. Watching him teach children was kind of terrifying. He would yell 'QUIET!' at random times, making your heart skip a beat. ... Because you were startled ... of course.