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𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑

featuring @taughtbalance (my co-conspirator <3) @flipsscript @princekarate @mercytaught @webheadedhero​

↪  [  душа  моя  ]  :  i  need  you  to  come  get  me  asap ↪  [  душа  моя  ]  :  at  cobra  kai

cobra  kai  was  the  last  place  she  thought  to  have  to  pick  up  hawk  at.  so  of  course  she  dropped  everything  and  rushed  over  to  get  him.  it  was  like  some  sick  form  of  dejavu'  when  she  got  there  and  there  was  a  couple  of  the  guys  she  didn't  recognize  lingering  around  and  when  she  finally  saw  hawk,  she  understood  why  and  there  was  a  white  hot  anger  that  flooded  through  her.  she'd  never  seen  him  this  bad  and  it  almost  instantly  terrified  her. 

 "hey,  hey.  i'm  here."  she  crouched  down  next  to  her  boyfriend  and  tried  to  get  him  sitting  up.  "what  happened?  did  they  do  this  to  you?"  laura  knew  the  answer  before  he  even  had  the  chance  to  ask  him.  "can  you  stand?"  she  could  feel  the  tears  brimming  in  her  eyes  seeing  him  this  way,  but  she  was  trying  to  keep  her  composure  so  that  she  could  help  him.  she  needed  to  not  completely  fall  apart.  not  yet  at  least.  

𝑹𝑷 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬 :   ways to react to an injury. pt. 1 * change pronouns as needed. [ my / your ] is dependent on the receiver.

  peter drew his head back a little, the words were...foreign to him. someone wanting to help him other than may? not that he thought hawk would do anything to him, but old habits died hard for him. he looked around quickly as if he were seeing if someone was going to drop down and try and humiliate him further. “ uh--no, it’s uh--it’s nothing.” pressing the ice pack to the side of his cheek. “ pulling his lip into his mouth and yelping, the quick jolt let him know he had a cut there too. “ this is nothin’, you should see them.” he paused while touching a finger to his lip and drawing back to see if it was still actively bleeding. “ I dunno why I said that. the only injury they might have is a shin splint from running after me. or maybe a few knuckles scraped from my face.” he grew quiet for a moment, genuflecting on someone actually offering to help him.

         ↪   ∗ 64﹕ sender  applies  receiver’s  makeup

        it  feels  so  good  to  fall  into  old  habits  with  him.  they’re  still  being  a  little  clumsy,  but  it’s  not  a  big  deal.  she  could  get  used  to  this.  the  first  time  around,  they’d  done  things  a  bit  backwards  ;  they  jumped  a  small  step  there  before  they’d  really  started  building  friendship.  now,  it’s  just  that.  or  –––  so  they  like  to  tell  themselves.  it’s  just  the  two  of  them,  spending  quality  time  &  slowly  falling  into  a  familiar  pace,  without  the  other  elements.  the  last  time  he  did  this  for  her,  she  was  getting  ready  to  film  a  vlog.  he’d  gone  with  bold  colors  &  gave  her  a  challenge  when  picking  out  her  outfit.  sorry,  guys.  i’d  namedrop  the  makeup  artist,  but  i’ve  got  dibs.  she  never  took  down  a  single  video.  a  single  picture.  she  couldn’t.  &  she’s  glad  she  didn’t.