#lawrence!reader

he was the type of parent that “prefers that if you’re gonna do something stupid at least do it while he’s around” aka underage drinking

whenever he stays out late you fall asleep in his bed. and lock him out

“y/n! open the door!” -johnny, banging on the door

“no! your bed is more comfortable” -you

he thought it was sweet honestly but he did want to sleep in his bed

sort of like a lesson not to come home late all drunk and gross

he was VERY against letting you drive his car

“dad, i need my license!” -you

“no woman is getting behind the wheel of my firebird” -johnny

“why do you have to make it about women? i’ll fight you” -you

“you’ll lose that fight” -johnny

“oh, so you’d fight a teenage girl? wow, real classy, dad” -you

“no, but i’d fight my teenage daughter. i brought you into this world and i’ll take you out” -johnny

you honestly had a great sense of humor with johnny, but you’d check him if he said anything too messed up

“dad, it’s not the 80’s anymore, you can’t say that” -you

“dont tell me what i can and cant say! the 80’s were awesome, i wish it was the 80’s again” -johnny

“so i’ve heard” -you

he helped you with your homework as a kid until like, 2nd grade when multiplication and division got involved

he did teach you karate growing up! but mostly the basics, for self defense purposes

“hey, never let any guy try to impress you with his karate skills. he’s probably a douche” -johnny, pausing “i sure was”

late night movie marathons (70s/80s classics for sure)

he took care of you during your first hangover (high school parties, ya know)

“didn’t i teach you better than to mix liquors” -johnny

“ugghhhh” -you

yes, you have heard about daniel larusso. enough said LMAO

robby and you had a kind of sweet but distant relationship

occasional check-in texts

robby: are you doing okay with dad? he’s actually buying food and shit?

you: yeah! he’s fine right now, how’s mom? new stepdad yet? is he rich?

robby: mom’s not going anywhere she’d find a rich guy, but keep dreaming

you wear a lot of your dad’s old t-shirts. usually band tee’s

oh and he made sure you got into the “right music”

he used to drive you around in the firebird when you were a SMALL CHILD (front seat, no car seat!) and blast his old cassettes

for YEARS he’d pull the “who is this” “what song is this” game with the reasoning:

“if you wear a band shirt and some asshole asks you to name three songs, i want you to name ten” -johnny

listen. you were still “daddy’s girl” or whatever used to be a cute little saying and is now ruined but whatever

“dad, can i have twenty bucks?” -you

“for what” -johnny

“for fun. pleaseeee” -you

*johnny pulls out his wallet and gives you $40*

could he afford it? no. can he say no? also no.

the absolute fear he felt when you got your first period

“it’s fine, i can call mom” -you

“no, it’s not fine! i’ve had girlfriends before, i got this. stay here, i’ll be back” -johnny

he went to the store and bought the most random assortment of period products and pain meds and snacks and a heating pad

A for effort

when the diaz family moved in across from you guys, miguel took one look at you and johnny said:

“stay away from my daughter”

when the karate fuss got started you tried to keep your distance but sooner or later you joined the dojo and proved to your dad just how “badass” you could be

“take notes everyone, y/n’s gonna be the next all valley champ!” -johnny

Reader couldn’t help but giggle a little, her cheeks felt all flushed and warm. Getting into Anthony’s room was a bit of a task. Scaling the LaRusso house and getting up to the roof could be pretty, hard especially at night. There was barely any light other then from the windows.

But sneaking out late at night was the only way for her and Anthony could meet up that week.

Between her father and Anthony’s parents it was hard to meet up in person or face time. Their secret texting only got them so far. The urge to see each other was constant. The only time they got to see each other was at school or when they got to glaze at each other from afar at the dojo. On the rare occasion they meet up for secret dates around town.

It didn’t help that their siblings where also constantly on them. Both Robby and Sam would periodically check in on them. Better known as snoop around to keep a eye on the two of them. The teens knew that their older siblings would sneak into their rooms and look around time to time. So far after months of dating in secret, neither of them seemed to have found out about the secret relationship.

Anthony rolled his eyes as he helped pull his girlfriend in into his room from his bedroom window. He couldn’t help the small smirk that pulled on his lips as she finally climbed all the way in. He helped her stand up and shut his window again. He whispered out “You really have to stop doing that. One day Sam or my parents are going to hear you.” Reader groaned as she flopped onto his soft bed. Her eyes looking over at him as he just sighed and sat down next to her

There was a long pause as they just sat on the bed together thinking. They both had such a hard time keeping the relationship they had a secret, especially for so long. It was madness trying to keep it hidden away from everyone to see.

But it always came down to one simple thing that caused them to not want to come out about their romantic feelings towards each other.

Reader was a Lawrence.

Anthony was a LaRusso.

It was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode if they where to tell everyone they where dating.

“I wish we didn’t have to do all this, sneaking around and stuff. I thought sneaking around was supposed to be fun and exhilarating. This just sucks…” Reader said as she scooted over on the bed to lay her head in his lap. Anthony slowly blinked as he looked down at her. Eyes half lidded as he watched her face fall. He picked at her hair, twirling a lock of her hair between his fingers.

“I don’t like it either but you saw how my parents and your parents acted the last time our families got romantic with each other. Maybe we can wait another year or two or-“

“I don’t want to wait, I want everyone to know that I have a hot boyfriend named Anthony LaRusso, gaming badass and karate dude. I can’t keep acting like I’m single when I’m not. It’s so hard acting l-like we aren’t a thing.” This was one of the only times that Anthony had seen his girlfriend act like this. In the months of meeting her and dating her, he had never seen her this upset.

He had never seen Reader Lawrence on the verge of crying. It made his stomach flip and his heart hurt. His usually strong headed tough girlfriend has tears welling in her eyes. Her hand slowly moved to grasp his. Her soft lips kissing his fingertips.

“I want to be able to hold my girlfriends hand in public. I want to be able to throw a arm over her when I’m sitting during a break at training. I want to kiss her in front of everyone when ever I want to.” He felt this chest start to tighten just a little “Just give me a little more time to think of a way to tell them ok? Please.” Reader clenched her eyes shut trying to magically suck up her tears. He didn’t let her do that for long as he whipped them away with his thumb. She gave a soft smile before pulling him closer.

Their lips meet in a sweet and soft kiss. It was simple and passionate. Light and airy almost. His thumb rubbed over her soft cheek, her hand laced gently though his dark curls. Lips moving together in a sweet rhythm. They where fully embraced into each other.

They didn’t even hear the door to Anthony’s room open.

All they heard was the loud gasp that had them separating in a split second. Eyes going wide as they stared at the open door.

Sam LaRusso stud in the door way with a shocked expression, mouth open and eyes wide as she looked at the two teens. What ever words they had in their minds where lost on their tongues. Both of them in complete shock of being caught by the boys older sister.

“Anthony!! Mom! Dad!”

Anthony didn’t even have time to shove Reader off of his lap by the time his parents showed up.

With a unexpected newcomer.

“Dad why are you here!!”

“You don’t get to ask that! Why the hell are you here Reader?! Your supposed to be at the apartment with Robby!”

Johnny yelled as he pushed past Daniel and Amanda. Reader shoot up and pushed herself away from Anthony on the bed. She was quick to try and lock her knee’s together to look more prepared. Taking a deep breath she looked up at her dad who was basically fuming now. His blue eyes digging holes into hers. Looking like he was about not snap.

Daniel doesn’t look as mad but Amanda is close to the same point as Johnny. Daniel has a eyebrow raised and Amanda is tapping her foot, Sam is still a bit in shock at what she just found going on in Anthony’s room.

“We have been gone for less then two hours and you decided to sneak in a girl- Reader at that.” Daniel says in a questioning tone. Amanda looks at her son in a box of anger and sadness. Clearly seeing what was about to go down now that the two teens had been caught.

Johnny whips back around and points a finger at Daniel and then to Anthony “Hey that’s my kid! I bet your mcjunior son tricked my daughter into coming here. Trying to pick a fight? Reader did he do anything to you?! Did that little prick put a hand on you!”

“Dad no stop!”

“That’s definitely not what was happening when I walked in.” Sam snorted making everyone look at her. She put her hands up In defense.

“Anthony what where you two doing in here when Sam walked in.” Amanda said with her arms crossed.

“I was… I was kissing my girlfriend when Sam walked in.” Anthony exclaims as he looks up to his mom with a small frown.  He really didn’t expect to be telling his parents about this tonight.  he thought that they could get away with it for just a little while longer. Clearly they couldn’t with the turn of events. 

Reader quickly takes his hand in hers and gives it a soft squeeze. Looking over he finds her smiling over at him, relief starts to flood over him. Maybe this wasn’t the worst timing after all. 

They both look up to their parents.

“Sam did you know about this??”

“I had no idea! And I admit to going though his stuff before and I didn’t find anything. I can’t believe he’s even dating anyone in the first place.”

Johnny is pacing the room at this point as he try’s to cope with the new information. He scratches at the back of his head “How long has this been going on? Does Robby know about this?” Reader sighs saying “ We’ve been going out for a few months now, and from my knowledge, Robby has no idea about us going out together. We didn’t want anybody to know in the first place because of this exact reaction.” She huffs at her father.

The room was silent after that for a while.

No one dare make a sound.

“Are you guys actually that made over this? That I’m dating a Lawrence?”

Amanda was the first one to reply back, quickly sitting next to Anthony. She took his free and hand patted it in hers.

“You really thought we would be upset just because your dating Johnny’s daughter? Is that why you two where hiding?”

Reader nods “We thought all of you would be upset about us dating each other because of what happened after Robby and Sam where together. Half of the time you guys couldn’t stand be near each other when the topic came up. We thought it would be the same with us so we just kept it a secret.”

Johnny groaned as he sat down next to his daughter.

“Maybe I’m a little pissed that your dating a LaRusso but still, you shouldn’t have felt like that. I just want to know your safe. If dating a shitty LaRusso makes you happy then so be it.” He tries his best in his own way to comfort his daughter. He puts a hand on the back of her head and gives her a quick kiss to the temple before pulling away. He ruffles her hair, she tears up a little as she goes and hugs her dad.

“It’s ok…I’m not mad.” He rubs her back harshly for a few seconds.

“Sam you suck by the way.”

“What!? What did I do!?”

The rest of the night was filled with chaos as they talked everything out.

The whole time Reader and Anthony held each others hands.

skating together

and talking about your daily lives

which included his shitty friends

“they sound like creeps to me. how old are they?” -you

“none of your business” -robby

him convincing you to visit with your mom, but he would NEVER visit johnny. never.

“hi…mom” -you

“oh, hi, sweetie! it’s so good to see you! have you finally decided to come live with us?” -shannon

“nice try, robby just wanted me to stop by” -you

robby’s “friends” trey and cruz coming over to meet you and just being the worst about it

“damn, look at her. forget your mom, i’m going after your sister” -trey

“back off, man. she’s not interested in you, trust me” -robby

“i can stick up for myself, robby” -you

although you pretty much never got along, i guess you still cared about each other

in your own special way

robby: I left a bag of In n Out at your door since I figure dad doesn’t have anything in his fridge

y/n: well, you’re right about that. thanks.

every once in a while you’d suggest he lived with you guys

“i mean, dad still has your room open. it’s a little messy, but we’d clean it if you ever decided to come over” -you

“i’m fine where i am. plus, mom’s house doesn’t have a lot of rules” -robby

“oh, yes, it must be so great wasting your time doing drugs and ripping people off instead of getting an education. go mom.” -you

telling your dad about how your mom is running her house and your dad beginning to want robby with him and you

“it doesn’t surprise me, your mom was never the ‘authority’ type” -johnny

“i’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that” -you

joining cobra kai when your dad started it up and asking robby to join

which didn’t work out very well since he joined miyagi-do, run by your dad’s arch nemesis. couldn’t be a coincidence

and then your brother tried to convince you to join him instead

“you must be pretty dumb if you think i’d betray dad for you” -you

your dad always grilled you about robby and how he was doing

you got in a few arguments with robby during all of this and up until the tournament

and the thought of fighting him at the tournament was scary as all hell

“miguel?” -you

“yeah?” -miguel

“if it’s alright with you, i’m gonna throw our fight” -you

“yeah? don’t think you can handle me?” -miguel

“not exactly” -you, making eye contact with your brother across the room

running to the guys locker room when he gets injured

“ma’am you can’t be in here” -paramedic

“yes, i can. robby, are you okay?” -you

“sorry, who is this?” -daniel

“y/n lawrence, his sister” -you

“yeah, i’m fine. thanks. just messed my shoulder up a little” -robby

“real nice teammates you have” -daniel

“back off, man, i’m just making sure my brother’s okay. are you gonna be able to fight?” -you

“yeah, i think so. and i’ll give diaz hell for you. even though i could tell you threw that fight” -robby

“did not” -you

“you could have easily won that fight, i was watching” -robby

“yeah, yeah, whatever. good luck out there” -you

daniel was…surprised by you to say the least

“seems like she cares about you” -daniel

“more or less” -robby

silently cheering him on, despite the fact he was up against your dojo

“how was he?” -johnny

“he’s alright, his shoulder’s just a little messed up…said he knew i threw the match with miguel, though” -you

“haha, you got found out. you should have just gone for it, you could have gone up against your brother” -johnny

“that’s exactly why i let myself get eliminated” -you

giving robby a hug after he lost

“you did pretty good, robby. maybe next year” -you

“thanks, uh, we’re gonna go” -robby

“right, okay. take it easy. love you” -you “and bye mr. larusso” -you, bowing

robby and you didn’t talk for a little while and you were a little sad about, but you wanted to give him space

and after a while, you found out that he was living with daniel larusso

and your mom was missing

a lot of troubling information

“robby, why didn’t you call us? we would have let you stay with us in a heartbeat” -you

“yeah right, you haven’t texted or called me in over a month” -robby

“dude, i was trying to give you some space, i thought you were pissed off at me” -you

completely forgetting about that and going on a rant about your mom and how irresponsible she was and how you hated the way she treated her kids and her addictions and everything else

just letting it go that robby lives with daniel because you were glad he was getting on the right track in life

“just…dude. call me or something when you have a problem. i know we don’t always get along, but i don’t want you to think i wouldn’t give a shit if you were living alone without power. at least call me if you hear from mom. i don’t like that it’s been this long without hearing from her” -you

“alright, fine. i can live with that” -robby

by this point, none of the dojo knew you and robby were siblings

but you got in a few spats with him after hearing that cobra kai attacked miyagi-do

“what were you guys thinking?! stop going after them for no reason! you’re just making things worse!” -you

“they trashed us on yelp! we had to do something!” -hawk

“are you even hearing yourself? do you know how stupid you sound?” -you

it caused a bigger rift between you and robby

and when they found out that robby was your brother, they were pissed off at you and johnny

“so you threw that match at the all-valley because you didn’t want to go against your brother?” -miguel

“yeah, and what about it?” -you

“that’s not very ‘cobra kai’ of you” -hawk

robby refusing to return your messages until your mom resurfaced

y/n: can i please come over? no cobra kai, just me for a family thing

robby: Mr. LaRusso says it’s okay, here’s the address

you showed up pretty quick

and after talking to your mom about her plan for rehab, you felt pretty good about everything

“you okay?” -you

“i mean, not great, but i’m glad she’s gonna try to get better” -robby

“are, uh, you and larusso’s daughter dating?” -you

“shhhut up. shut up. stop talking. don’t let him hear you” -robby

“oh, my god, robby. that’s a horrible idea! you’re dating her behind his back?!” -you, whisper screaming

meanwhile…

“so, that’s robby’s sister? she doesn’t seem so bad” -amanda

“no, she doesn’t. she’s not like the other cobra kais. and she really cares about robby. apparently, she hates shannon, though” -daniel

“i mean, she has every right. look how she left robby. addict or not, there’s no excuse” -amanda

she seemed to think you were okay

eventually you left and didn’t hear much of anything from robby until the party. which was…a rough night

you hung out with him for a little while, apologized for the past few months, you cried a little, decided to go socialize with others

light drinking, nothing as bad as sam larusso, though

which went very downhill when the cops came

“y/n, is there any way we can stay with you and dad tonight? sam can’t go home like this, she just can’t” -robby

“i, uh—yeah, okay. come on, let’s go” -you “you can take my room, or your old one. she can borrow my old pajamas, too, just let me call dad”

you explained it all to johnny

“he asked you if he could come over?” -johnny

“yeah, so be cool about it” -you

“wait, were you drinking too?” -johnny

“a few beers, it was a party, after all. it’s not like i don’t sneak your beers” -you

“i knew that was you! i thought i was going crazy” -johnny

you knew it’d be a bad idea, though, and you were proved right when you hear someone banging on your front door

you, robby, and sam all looked terrified

and in a crazy, inevitable turn of events, robby finally lived with you and your dad

which didn’t last long after a fight broke out at school and robby completely disappeared an hour later

it took some time, but robby was found and arrested, which broke your heart enough for you to go visit your mom in rehab

“you know, i’m really proud of you for keeping yourself on the right path all these years. i’m just sorry i wasn’t there for you” -shannon

“thanks, mom. i’m glad you’re doing better” -you

“have you been able to visit robby yet?” -shannon

“no, they wouldn’t let me without a parent and since dad’s on parole, i’m screwed. but i’m gonna call him” -you

“sorry i can’t be of more help, i just couldn’t go somewhere like that right now” -shannon

“no, it’s okay. i understand” -you

obviously by now you’d been phased out of cobra kai

and an enemy of kreese

“keene, you have a phonecall” -juvie officer

“hello?” -robby

“hey, it’s y/n. i’m really sorry that i can’t visit, i tried, they just won’t let me in without a parent” -you

“why can’t mom or dad take you?” -robby

“dad’s on parole and mom can’t leave rehab without the risk of relapse. i hope it’s okay i’m calling” -you

“no, it’s fine. i’m glad you did” -robby

“how are you? i’m sure it sucks in there, but are you at least safe?” -you

“i’ve gotten into a few fights, but i can hold my own. is, uh, how’s miguel? is dad mad at me?” -robby

“miguel…it’s complicated. but i don’t think dad’s mad at you. he’s worried more than anything. and disappointed that he lost you so soon after you moved in” -you

sam contacting you against her father’s wishes to ask about robby

you ended up having a mini breakdown about him tbh

and all the cobra kai bullshit you were no longer participating in, but once things settled, you and your dad had the honor of founding (not your choice of name) eagle fang

and when robby got out, you were sort of shunned? just because you still associated with daniel and johnny. which really sucked for you after all the effort you made to let him know you were there for him.

it was a shock when you found out he was holed up in cobra kai, you even had to fight it out with him while johnny and kreese did the same

“after all this bullshit, you’re gonna choose cobra kai? is this just to get back at dad?” -you

“he’s never there for me! he’s always there for you! and miguel! what about me?!” -robby

“so you’re gonna let dad get in the way of our relationship? you keep trying to push me away and for what?! your daddy issues?!” -you

parting ways with robby and starting anew with danny and johnny’s combined dojos, but you almost didn’t want to. it’d be easier to just give up

but you kept on working for this tournament, it was the best way to go about it

until you heard there were separate brackets for the boys and girls, meaning you couldn’t fight your brother this time

but it might have been for the better

you were dying not being able to talk to robby, he dodged all your messages and calls. you even went to your mom’s apartment and he wouldn’t come see you

but by the tournament, you were full of rage from this family feud.

the only reason you didn’t go all the way to the finals was because you went up against sam, who needed to finish things with tory

“it’s okay. i threw my fight last year, i can do it again. you need this” -you

“thanks, y/n. for everything” -sam

cheering her on and being there for her when she lost

“it’s so weird noticing the similarities in you and robby” -sam

“yeah, we’re both assholes, for sure” -you

“both pretty funny, too” -sam

leaving with your dad to go home and noticing the old dojo is gone

and finding robby—er, robby finding you when you got there

and watching him seem to make up with your dad

“y/n, get in here” -johnny, with both him AND robby extending their arms to you

group hug :)

let’s hope everything turns out okay after this. please.

“Can we crash at Dad’s? She can’t go home like this.” You looked over at her eyes that seemed to be begging and nodded in agreement, taking them away to their safe haven. It was a decent ways away—a few bus stops, at least—but when you finally got home, your dad was waiting up for you.

“Hi, Dad…I brought friends.” You smiled after he opened the door for you three. You shuffled in with the rest of them and Johnny pulled you aside into the kitchen while your brother and his girlfriend waited in the living room.

“What is LaRusso’s daughter doing here?” He whisper-yelled at you.

“Are you familiar with the term, ‘drunk?’” You gave him the smart-ass reply and he buried his face in his hands to groan. “It’s Robby, okay? I had to help him out. I know you would help him in a heartbeat, too.”

“Yes, I know, you’re right. Always right.” He sighed, throwing his head back and trying to hash this out in his head. “Okay, I can deal with this.” Johnny walked over to his son and brought them down the hall. “Your old room is pretty much untouched, she can stay in there for tonight. But you’re gonna have to stay somewhere else, this already looks bad as it is.” He explained as they got Sam situated, but as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.

“Robby can take my room, it’s fine.” You offered and pointed the across the hall. “I can take the couch for tonight.”

“You sure? I could sleep on the couch, I’m used to it.” Robby said and you pat him on the back.

“Exactly why I’m taking it.” You grabbed a change of clothes from your drawer and left him be. After a quick shower, you found your dad waiting for you on the couch. “Can I help you with something?” You rubbed your wet hair off with a t-shirt and threw it on the table.

“Were you drinking tonight?” Johnny asked, giving you a strange fatherly look as he leaned his elbows on his knees.

“A little bit, no where near what the princess downed.” You shrugged your crossed arms and waited for him to make his point.

“I thought you knew better.” He told you and you cracked a smile at the comment, sitting down beside him.

“Come on, Dad. It was a party, I had a few beers. That’s all.” You assured him, which he seemed to get, but still wasn’t happy. “It’s not like it’s an everyday thing, how often do you see me go to parties? At least I’m not stealing your beer from the fridge anymore.”

“I knew that was you!” Johnny pointed at you. “Had me thinking I was going crazy.” You both laughed together a few moments, letting it die down slowly. “It’s alright, I trust you not to make the same mistakes as me and your mom. Just promise me you’ll keep on the right track.”

“I promise.” You told him and he stood up from the couch.

“Good. Well, since tonight’s your last Saturday before school starts, you can stay up a little while. Watch some TV or something. I’ll see you in the morning.” Johnny said goodnight and headed for his room. Once you heard the door close, you turned the TV on and threw a blanket over your shoulders, relaxing after a crazy-ass night. You flipped through channels a while until a dark figure appeared from the hallway, you squinted to check who it was.

“Robby?” You asked as he stepped into the light of the television screen and looked at what you were watching.

“Is that Roseanne? What is with you guys and the 80s.” Robby half-joked as you scooted up and brought your legs to your chest.

“Okay, Swayze,” you middle-named him, “what do you want?” You asked and pat the couch cushion beside you.

“Just couldn’t sleep. Ever get so tired that you’re not tired anymore?” Robby sat beside you and you turned the volume down a few notches.

“Yeah, all the time…you’re also probably nervous about Sam’s dad, am I wrong?” For a sibling who never really grew up near their brother, you still knew him pretty well. Maybe it was a sibling thing, maybe he was just easy to read, but you cared about him enough to want to help.

“Maybe a little. I mean, he let me live with them when Mom disappeared, he taught me karate, stopped me from burning out. I owe a lot to him, but I let his daughter get drunk at a party and brought her to his least favorite person’s place. It kind of feels like I’m betraying him.” Robby vented to you, probably the most serious he’d been with you in years—without it being an argument.

“It was her choice to get plastered, Robby. She was trying to prove something, that’s not on you. I know you like her, but taking the fall for her might not be the best idea here.” You softly explained, which made him sigh deeply and shake his head, but he knew what you were saying was somewhat true.

“I can’t do that. She made a mistake, one that might really mess things up for her.” He leaned back on the couch and looked over at you. “I’d do it for her. I know you don’t think she’s worth it, but she is to me.”

“Who said I don’t think she’s worth it?” You ruffled your brows together and half-smiled at him, a little taken aback by the comment. “If I hated her like the rest of the dojo, I wouldn’t have brought her back to my home.” Robby thought about what you said for a minute, feeling like a jerk for it. “Dude, I really don’t care about all the feuding shit, and I get the whole thing with the LaRusso’s, I’m glad they’re helping…but why didn’t you come to us?”

“I—” Robby hesitated a moment, “I don’t know, I guess I just didn’t feel like I could.” You snickered at his answer. “What?”

“I don’t know why you’re lying, but we can stick with that for now. I just think that if you take the fall for her, you might mess all that up. LaRusso has a really short temper for someone who preaches balance.” You stretched your arms up and your back over the arm of the couch while Robby stayed silent, having no way to really argue with that comment. “Wanna watch TV with me?”

“Sure.” He chuckled and you reached behind the couch for another blanket, tossing it at your brother’s face before turning the volume back up. From there, Robby had been tuning in and out of the show, thinking about what you’d said to him. He always wondered what it would have been like being raised by Johnny instead of Shannon, but he always forgot that there was an example who was just a phone call away at all times. But as the two of you sat in silence watching reruns of shows you used to distract yourself with on late nights, you both drifted off on the same couch like little kids again.

When Johnny woke up, he found you both awkwardly passed out on the couch, you practically kicking Robby in the ribs while his arm was draped over his own face. Your dad smiled at a sight he hadn’t seen in years, not since he babysat the two of you on Shannon’s “late nights” or went to pick you up from your mom’s after working a night shift. So he took out his new phone and took a few minutes to figure out where the camera was, luckily finding it before either of you could wake. He finally had a picture of his kids together.

While Johnny was making his go-to breakfast, the classic fried bolonga, for the kids he’d taken responsibility for the night prior, his phone went off, waking up his son. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up.” Robby got up off the couch easy enough not to wake you, as if you could be awoken from your deep sleep.

“It’s okay. Thanks for letting us crash here last night.” Robby told his dad as he entered the kitchen, talking low to make sure you weren’t disturbed.

“It’s no problem, looks like you and y/n had a nice time last night.” He softly smiled, giving his son a little chuckle.

“Yeah, I probably have a few bruises. I think they do karate in their sleep.” The laughter felt unnatural being between the two of them, but they let it go on as long as they could and went silent again, only the sizzle of the pan making sound.

“Look, I’m gonna have to tell LaRusso about this. It’s his kid.” Johnny got real with Robby a moment, which panicked him a bit.

“Please don’t. If he sees her like this, it’ll crush him.” Robby explained to his dad, who looked at his son with what could have been pride, but maybe worry, too. “Let me take the blame. I’ll say I got drunk and told Sam to bring me here.” As they were talking, a knock at the door immediately woke you up with a pretty big jump. Not the first time it’d happened.

“Johnny?” The voice behind the door said and you looked over to your family in the kitchen.

“Oh, no.” Robby mumbled as he looked to the source of the knocking and demands, you threw off your blanket just as your dad gave you orders.

“You two, go in the other room.” He told you. “I got your back, Robby.” You smiled to yourself once hearing his comment, even if you were a little worried by what could come next. Your brother followed you to the room Sam was in, quietly closing the door behind you.

“Everything’s gonna be okay, Robby.” You whispered as you both leaned your ears on the door, hearing the muffled scuffle between two crazed fathers. But the sudden slam of the door was startling, and her father calling her name shocked her back to consciousness. “I spoke way too soon, goddammit.” You waited a few moments before hearing a loud crash, to which all of you decided was the right time to check on them. Robby and Sam restrained their respective fathers and you took a look around the room.

“Dad, stop!” Sam pleaded and he immediately cooled down.

“Sam? What happened? Are you okay?” Daniel asked her and she let him know she was fine. “Why didn’t you call or text us?”

“Seriously? Another TV?” You groaned at the sight of the television lying on the floor as opposed to secured on the wall as the others began to argue.

“Mr. LaRusso, it was my fault. I brought here here.” Robby tried to enact his plan, but you knew it would backfire.

“Wait, don’t even start.” Daniel warned him, ready to break his heart right then and there. “I gave you a second chance. This whole thing was a mistake. You know, if you wanna end up like him, that’s up to you.” The room stood still, unimpressed with his lecture as Robby’s eyes began to gloss over. It was a cruel way to treat someone who made a mistake, that’s what you were thinking as you watched the face of a dojo make a fool of himself in your living room. “All right, come on, Sam.”

“Please, Dad.” She timidly added as he pulled her away.

“Sam, I don’t wanna hear it. Let’s go.” Daniel exited, slamming the door behind him as your brother shed a few tears and the burning bolonga smell filled the apartment.

“I, uh, I’m gonna take the car and pick something up for breakfast.” You slowly grabbed the keys off the counter, waiting for approval.

“Yeah, good idea. Here’s a few bucks.” Johnny grabbed his wallet and handed you some cash. “Don’t go too crazy behind the wheel, I’ll check for scratches.”

“Yes, Dad, I know. I’ll be back soon.” You, much more gently, shut the door behind you and texted your dad immediately after: talk to him, he needs you. Your dad looked down at his phone and back up at Robby, who was walking down the hallway to his room to be alone, shutting the door somewhere in the middle of your’s and Daniel’s power.

“Robby?” Johnny leaned on the wall and tapped the knuckle of his index finger against the door. “Hey, you wanna talk about it?”

“I just want to be alone for a while.” Robby’s muffled voice shooed Johnny away.

“All right, I understand. I’ll be in the living room if you change your mind.” Johnny let him know before walking back to the battleground to clean up. “Shit!” He said, running to the stove to turn the burner off. “That’s horrible, ugh.” The smell of burnt meat filled his nostrils and he winced. No wonder Robby rushed to his room.

You returned not too long after with an array of McDonald’s breakfast items to choose from, finding your dad sitting on the couch with a beer. “So? Did you talk?”

“He said he wanted to be alone.” Johnny answered as you set all the bags down on the table and rolled your eyes. “How’s the car?”

“On fire in the middle of an intersection.” You walked to the end of the hallway and knocked on Robby’s door. “It’s y/n. I’ll give you five seconds and then I’m coming in.” Your dad got up to see what you were doing as you counted to five and let yourself into the room, closing the door once again. “Don’t get mad at me for saying this, but—”

“You were right?” Robby tried to finish your sentence, looking pretty angry, eyes as red as his cheeks.

“I was gonna say that you can’t let him get to you, but if you think I’m right, I can live with that.” You sat on the edge of the bed, acting like you were the parent Robby never had in this moment. He exhaled deeply, lying back down as you kept going. “A lot of that stuff he just said because he was angry. People don’t always mean what they say when they’re angry, especially when it comes to their kids.” You explained to your brother.

“What if I am turning into Dad?” Robby suggested while staring at the popcorn ceiling.

“You’re not turning into Dad. You did a lot to prevent that, he just said it to get under your skin.” The subject was getting a little too deep for Robby, and out of nowhere, he kicked you. Not violently, just enough to make you jump. “Hey! I’m trying to help you here!”

“You know, you move a lot in your sleep.” Robby chuckled, sniffled, and sat up. “That was payback for what you did to my ribs.”

“Wow, I see. Okay, we’re even.” You stood up and walked towards the head of the bed, grabbing his arm and yanking him off the mattress. “Now, come on and eat the food I brought!” Robby nearly let himself crash on the floor, but he caught himself and you both burst into laughter loud enough for your dad to hear, something else to make him smile at. “Wash your face, too. You look like a wreck.”

“You’re a very mean person.” Robby joked as you made your way out of the room.

“It’s a mean world.” While Robby went to the bathroom to clean up, you entered the living room and looked right at your dad, saying, “You owe me.”

“How do you do it?” Johnny was perplexed by your success.

“I’m just persistent, I guess.” You headed for the tabled and unpacked all the food, trying to get something good out of this morning since sleeping in wasn’t an option. And so the day went on, kind of awkwardly and quietly. Johnny ran some errands, Robby and you watched more TV in complete silence, and you mentally prepared yourself for the first day of school.

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You headed out early the next morning, making sure you left early enough to skateboard to school so Johnny could take Robby on his own. “Hey, where’s y/n?” Robby asked once he woke up, albeit pretty late for a school day. Just out of practice, I guess.

“Ah, they left already. Wanted to skate. Said they’d meet you in front to show you around. I can drive you, though. Just let me know when you’re ready.” Johnny told him, setting bowls of cereal out for each of them. Robby walked back into your room to try to find something to wear, getting lucky and finding some clothes of his own. And after a quiet breakfast, headed out to the car.

They saw you when they pulled up to the school and, well, you couldn’t miss them. “Got you some pencil and some paper…” He told Robby while gifting him his brand new school supplies. “I wasn’t sure what you needed. Y/N usually gets their own stuff, I forgot to ask what.”

“Thanks.” Robby sighed and accepted the backpack his dad handed him. They kept on talking, making you grow impatient as you waited for your brother to step out of the car. Once he did, your dad waved to you and you waved back, then watched him peel out. Robby approached with a smirk and shook his head. “Really? You left me alone with him again?”

“Ah, you loved it.” You led him along the halls. “He wanted to drive you to school, it couldn’t have been that bad.”

“It’s still weird seeing him act like a dad.” Robby admitted.

“I see him act like a dad to me all the time. Well, most of the time. It’s the same thing with me and mom. You heard from her since she went to rehab?” You asked as you showed him to his homeroom first and foremost.

“Not really. But at least she’s doing something right.” You walked him to his next few classes, making sure he remembered where to go for the day.

“Finally.” You dodged kids darting through the hallways and poked fun at the freshman, just like Dad taught you. “They’re like little gremlins, man. Why are they running with their arms behind their backs? They’re gonna trip and fall on their faces.” You finally brought Robby to his locker, which wasn’t too far off from yours…or Sam’s. “You’re lucky our names are so close together. Go get her.” Robby ran a few steps ahead and reunited with his girlfriend.

“Excuse me?” He said, causing her to turn around. “I’m new to this school. Can you help me find Miss Santino’s class.” She didn’t laugh, just said:

“Hey.”

“Oh. That bad, huh?” He cocked an eyebrow and leaned against the nearby lockers.

“I feel like an idiot. We should’ve just gone to my house and been honest with my parents. I’m sorry.” She said to him, feeling an immense amount of guilt inside.

“No, it’s my fault, too.” Robby told her. “From now on, no more lying.” Just before he could go on, you showed up, leaning your elbow on his shoulder to embarrass him in front of his girlfriend.

“Is he bothering you?” You asked since she looked miserable.

“Hi, y/n…” Sam timidly greeted, just a little worried by your presence as a Cobra Kai and all.

“You can let your guard down, Sam, I’m not like the other Cobras. I’m only in it to kick and punch shit.” You assured her and Robby laughed a little.

“Spoken like a true Lawrence.” He joked, punching your arm and easing the tension between you three.

“Of course. I wanted to ask real quick if you have A or B lunch?” You directed your question to Sam.

“A lunch.” She answered.

“Ah, too bad. Me and Robby have B lunch.” You frowned and walked around her, continuing the conversation. “Well, Robby, I will see you at lunch. I just wanted to let you know that Dad’s not picking us up today, but I brought a spare board.” You did your locker combination and opened it to reveal the skateboard in question, fitting perfectly amongst your books and such. You took it out and passed it over to your brother. “Take care of that, or else. I’ll leave you alone now, that was all.”

“Thanks, y/n. See you later.” Robby waved bye and turned back to his girlfriend. “Sorry about that. Y/N means well, they weren’t lying. It’s just been a weird weekend. As I was saying…I have to tell you something.” She looked at him and waited for him to go on. “Miguel gave me the Medal of Honor. And I put it in the backyard so someone would find it.” She blinked a few times, staring at him with almost no emotion since she already knew what he’d done. As they discussed it some more, the morning bell rang and everyone scattered to class. You ignored the morning announcements as you got situated in class, ready for the day to end as soon as you sat down. But a sudden interruption caught your attention.

“Samantha LaRusso. You know what you did, and now you’re gonna pay for it. I’m coming for you, bitch.” Tory announced to the whole school and sounded the bell, prompting everyone to leave class at the wrong time. You knew things were gonna get ugly fast, so you rushed to the action and met your brother along the way. “Y/N! You gotta help me here.”

“I—Dude, I can’t just—This is insane.” You got a little frazzled, the only good word to use here. Tory was a Cobra, and they could be quite ruthless. Not only that, she was a friendly to you, it’d be a betrayal to stand against her. But on the other hand, Sam was Robby’s girlfriend. Your brother’s girlfriend. You couldn’t mess that up again, you’d never forgive yourself if you did.

“Please…” He looked you in your eyes and you came to terms with the fact that you were about to stab all your friends in the back.

“I got your back.” You patted him on the shoulder and rushed to the circle of students with him and halted once you caught the stand off. You told yourself you could get through this with the least amount of drama, just play the “middle-man” and hold them back until some sort of authority broke it up, but in hindsight, that idea didn’t work out well.

“I saw what you did at the party.” Tory said once you and Robby arrived. “You kissed Miguel.” It was news to many, but to Robby, it shattered his world. Sam gazed over at him with remorse, but the damage was done, your brother had been crushed. Sam stuttered, like she wanted to apologize, but just couldn’t. She had her chance, though, long enough before Tory swung her fist and you two just stared in awe.

“Do…do you want to do something?” You leaned over and asked him, who was frozen completely. “Dude, that’s messed up. Maybe she needs to handle this one on her own.” You were ready to bail out, not wanting to get on the wrong side of Tory’s fists.

“I…” Robby started, watching the two fight while he fought himself inside. Sam was getting kicked, punched, and pushed, but once Sam was completely helpless, Robby couldn’t take it anymore. He tagged in and pulled Tory off while you grabbed Sam and tried to get her away from her assailant. “You okay?” Robby asked her as you tried to get her on her feet. “Y/N, get her out of here!” But when Robby pinned Miguel’s girlfriend, he created a scene that Miguel wouldn’t think twice about. He tackled your brother and you bailed on saving Sam, getting pulled back by Hawk.

“What the hell are you doing? Are you helping them?” Hawk confronted you, backing you against a wall with his personal posse.

“Robby is my brother, I have to help him.” You pushed him away from you.

“We’re your dojo, you’re really gonna sell out for him?” He wasn’t going to let you off the hook that easily, you knew it, but to your right was your brother and Miguel pummeling each other, this had turned into the worst day of school ever.

“I’m not doing this with you, Hawk. Back off.” You warned and instead of heeding that, he decided to fight you—confusing both sides as they caught sight of it. But getting distracted by Robby’s grunts of pain didn’t do you any good when Hawk got the upper hand.

“Hahah, I finally got a hit on y/n Lawrence. And you thought the day would never come.” He mocked as you swept his leg and knocked him to the floor amidst his bragging, stepping on his hair spikes and leaving to do something good.

“It’ll never happen again.” You told him while following the crowd into the next hallway over, scattering to see what you could do. The four were up on the stairs and you were fighting for your life to get to the second floor. Before you could make it up there, it was too late. Miguel had fallen just a few feet away from you and you froze at the sight. It took a few forceful thoughts for you to look up and see him, Robby, standing over the railing in pure fear. You would have gone after him, but you couldn’t move. Even if you wanted to. The next person you looked at was Sam, then Tory, and by the time you looked back up, Robby was gone.

You were taken to the hospital to be checked for a concussion, you were lucky that was it. But when your dad got there, he didn’t know what to think. “Y/N, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a…good ol’ fashion concussion. Never stopped me before.” You sat up in the hospital bed they’d put you in and your dad paced the room. “You talk to Carmen yet?”

“Yeah, she wants nothing to do with me.” He told you, balling his fists like Miguel had taught him. “And Robby’s missing, so that’s just perfect. I’m glad you’re okay, though. I am. They did tell me you were suspended, though, nice job.”

“We all got suspended. I was just trying to break up the fight.” You tried to defend yourself.

“I’m not mad, y/n, I was hoping you’d get suspended sooner or later. Just sucks it happened like this.” Johnny sat down on a chair and shook his head, bouncing his leg on the ground. “You sure your head’s okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, just gotta stay up for a while.” You assured him.

“Great, ‘cause I’m staying up with you. There’s no way I’ll be able to sleep after this.” Johnny told you, and you knew he wasn’t kidding a bit. The gravity of the situation started to weigh down on you from there. Way more than you anticipated. “What? What’s wrong? Where are the jokes? You’re freaking me out.”

“This is like, really bad.” You curled your legs up, holding them against your chest and resting your chin on your knees. “Miguel’s actually fighting for his life. That’s real. This is real. Robby is a fugitive, I didn’t get to him on time. I was trying to, I swear, but the Cobras noticed. They wouldn’t let me go without a fight, I couldn’t chase him or anything. This…this is crazy. I’m in the hospital and I’m about ten seconds away from a panic attack now. I think I fucked up.” You didn’t use that word lightly in front of your dad, but when he heard it he swapped his seat for your bed and hugged you as tight as he could.

“Y/N, I know for a fact that this wasn’t on you. There’s no possible way it could have been, you did everything you could.” Johnny assured you, trying to hold back his tears from your rant to him. “I’m proud of you for choosing to do the right thing, even if it meant fighting against the dojo. You did better than I would’ve at that age. Now, I’m gonna sign the release forms and get you out of here, okay?”

“Hey, Dad?” You asked before he left the room.

“Yeah?”

“Can we get ice cream from the store on the way home?” You asked him and he smiled through his personal pain, nodding in agreement with you.

“Sure, we’ll get whatever you want.” He knocked his knuckles lightly against the metal threshold and left the room, letting tears silently spill as he did what needed to be done, but knowing deep down he was on the verge of disappointing you greatly. He was on the verge of spiraling.