Maybe you meet (2019) Johnny at a bar where you were with your friend and she ended up leaving with some guy and Johnny notices and tries to flirt with you
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CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE COBRA KAI-ND
Pairing: Johnny Lawrence (2019) x fem!Reader
Word Count: approx 790
Warnings: flirting, alcohol consumption (mild), minor swear w ords
You were already uncomfortable before your friend had even asked you to hit up the bar with her that night. Somehow she’d managed to convince you to leave your den, and you were regretting every minute of it, especially as you stood next to her, fidgeting in one of your tight dresses that rarely saw the light of day. And worse yet, your feet were already aching from the stilettos she’d almost manhandled you to put on.
“Oh, would you look at the time!” You said hopefully, nudging her arm and turning your phone screen towards her, which she ignored entirely because to your disappointment she was engrossed in chatting with a guy she’d had her eyes on since you had both arrived. It made you contemplate if you were just a cover for her to meet him here in the first place, playing the ever indiscriminate, uninformed wingman. You knew your friend had her tendencies, and even though it aggravated you to no end, you still valued her friendship. Sighing, you turned back towards your nearly empty drink, swiveling the stirrers.
Ah yes, you thought, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot once again, she’ll be wanting to leave with him soon. And as if on cue, she finally turned to you and gave you the sweetest and most genuine hug, and it caught you off guard. “Bestie!!!! I’d really hate to leave you here, but Henry wants to go grab a drink back at his place. Did you want to come? You’re totally invited,” she said cheerfully.
You held back from letting your eyes roll and gave her a simple, unsurprised smile, “You go have fun, don’t worry, I’ll be able to make it home. I’ll just finish up this drink.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, don’t worry,” you shrugged and waved her off, giving her a thumbs up as she feigned a pout as she walked out the door with her new companion.
Sighing once more you looked back down at your drink. You didn’t hold it against her, you knew this was coming - maybe even a small part of you did want the excitement and was curious as to see what would happen next. There was no harm in her leaving you there either, the town was quiet enough, and you did do anything out of the ordinary to put yourself in danger’s path.
You lifted the drink to your lips and took the last swig, ready to call it a night as a man you couldn’t identify over the rim of your glass took a place at the bar next to you.
“Hey Bartender, I’ll take a Coors Banquet and the pretty lady here will have another one of whatever that was,” he gestures to your now finished drink. You were taken aback and found yourself blushing not only at the offhand compliment but also at how handsome the stranger next to you was.
“That won’t be necessary” you tried to interject, to no avail, and then turning to the man you said, “I was just about to leave actually.”
“Ah, where’s the fun in that, it’s not often I see as gorgeous a babe as you ‘round here,” he threw you a pretty smile and you found yourself relenting: unreasonably.
“Well,” you paused, “thanks for the drink -”
“- Johnny Lawrence,” he offered happily.
“-Johnny,” you repeated, testing. The bartender placed both your drinks down and you held back a smile.
“Your friend always leaves you in lurch?” He gestured to the doorway with the base of the bottle as he raised it to take a drink.
“Oh? F/N? Yeah…” you trailed off, pondering it as if only now realizing how often it happened, “But that’s okay I like her!”
“Seems like a shitty friend. You should get a new one,” he admonished.
“Really?” You laughed, “You have any suggestions?”
“Yeah. Me,” he was frank and you’d have taken him far more seriously than he’d meant it if not for the easily spotted boyish smile he was trying to hide. “Got a name?”
“Y/N,” you offered. You’d never quite met someone like this Johnny Lawrence before, your curiosity was more than piqued and every passing second this total stranger was drawing you in.
“I should have known,” he sighed. You paused for a second, what did that mean? Was there something wrong?
“Pray, tell.”
He winked, “I should have known that your name would be as beautiful as you are.”
You guffawed, shocked at the highschool line - you couldn’t help but find it absolutely endearing. He chuckled, gorgeous blue eyes sparkling.
“How ‘bout we get to know each other better, Y/N? Wanna get out of here and grab a bite? I know a great pizza place.”
Author’s Note: UMMMM THE FACT THAT BILLY SHARES A BIRTHDAY WITH MY SISTER….. I-. WHICH IS ALSO A DAY BEFORE MINE> DWQoOQIOWNOKDQKLN.
This is for Celebrating his birthday 🥳🥳
Warning: Mentions of smut
“Make a wish!” You commanded as Johnny looked at you with a goofy grin before you urged him to blow out the candles. Sighing, he closed his eyes and mouthed words that you couldn’t read until he blew out the candles. Clapping between you, Miguel, Carmen and Rosa as he laughed slightly, obviously not used to the attention since he had been living in his apartment for a long time before he met you and Miguel.
“Ok, presents!” Carmen exclaimed as she gathered some in her arms and brought them to the table.
“You guys didn’t have to,” he insisted as you rubbed his shoulders before leaning down to whisper into his ear.
“You think this is a lot? Just wait til tonight baby,” you purred as his face immediately went red, not going unnoticed by Miguel who just sent you a wink. All men knew those kind of things.
After your family left, you helped Johnny clean up the place, opening a couple bottles of beer for you two to sip on.
“Did you have a good birthday?” You asked as he smiled at you, crumbling up used wrapping paper.
“The best,” he replied, kissing your cheek. You slightly pushed him away, holding a hand to his chest.
“I have another birthday present for you.”
“You really don’t have to.”
“Shush, you’ll like it,” you smiled, skipping off to his room and pulling out the bag you brought over for when you spent the nights at his place.
Quickly pulling your clothes off, you placed the black lace lingerie on and rummaged through his closet that you reorganized, despite his protests. Pulling out his white gi top and his belt, you placed it over the outfit and secured the belt around your waist. Popping in one of those pills that makes a person insatiably horny, you splashed on a red lip before messing up your hair to give an extra lift to it. Walking out his bed room, you tiptoed up behind him, placing your hands to cover his eyes.
“Don’t peek,” you whispered as you led him to the couch, already feeling yourself becoming wet. Standing in front of him, you leaned down and captured his lips with yours, “open.” He slowly opened his blue eyes and his pupils immediately dilated.
“Babe, you look hot.”
“Here’s your final birthday present. I’m all yours, for the whole night. You can do whatever you want to me.”
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Johnny Lawrence/f!Reader
Explicit
Content warnings: mild teacher/student dynamic, unprotected sex, the ridiculous headband staying on during the act… if you spot anything else I should warn for, don’t hesitate to tell me.
Please let me know what you think, if I’ve kept him in character and what (if anything) you think I should write next! Still new to this fandom and I thrive on encouragement so comments are very appreciated
Johnny Lawrence/f!Reader
So I finished the fic but it got even longer and I’m too impatient to wait so… here’s pt 2 out of 3. I’ll clean it up tomorrow
Content warnings: mild teacher/student dynamic, foreplay. Rated mature, explicit by the next chapter
Johnny had you down on the mat in seconds with a grunt as his gut landed on your hip. Your head was spinning, you were out of breath and uncomfortably hot, especially around your cheeks and temples as the blush crept back across your features.
He didn’t even bother to grip your wrists or snake his arm around your throat this time and that was heartbreaking.
“God damn it,” he sighed. “You’re not even trying anymore.”
Johnny and the reader turn playing dumb into a game of chicken.
(I’m assuming this fandom is completely oversaturated with “sparring session going south, innuendo very much intended” fics so I thought I’d get that out of the way first thing)
Content warnings: none afaik. Rated pg for now and explicit by the next chapter
Johnny's been busy at the dojo and Reader hasn't seen him in a while (due to their schedules clashing.) One night Reader decides to surprise him with a romantic candle lit diner... Thank you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
A/N: thank you for this prompt! It was so cute! My apologies for taking forever to get to it! I sure hope I was able to get it alright (if any corrections need to be made, feel free to drop me a line!)
(AND YES all the others are coming! I’m so sorry for not having gotten to them in a timely manner, I appreciate all of you! Keep ‘em coming!)
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Conquering the Clash (a Cobra Kai fic!)
Words: approx. 800
Pairing: Johnny Lawrence (2019) x reader
Warnings: fluff!, a little angst??, one implication at the end but it’s johnny so ofc.
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You knew your boyfriend worked hard. Especially with this whole Cobra Kai-karate-dojo thing. You didn’t get on his case for it because you were always busy too. And it’s not that you didn’t care - you did...a lot, it’s just that you didn’t want to cause problems when there were none. He always made it home just before you nearly fell asleep, in time to take a shower, curl up comfortably around you, kiss you gently on the cheek, and knock out seconds after you did. In the mornings, because your shift started early, you’d have to make him a quick breakfast and leave it on the table and take one last look at him sleeping peacefully before you got out of the apartment.
You were on your lunch break one Friday and while your colleagues laughed and chatted around you, you couldn’t get your mind off of not having seen Johnny for the past few nights - he’d come in late, after you’d fallen asleep, and he’d surprisingly been up and out before you. You had no reason to suspect infidelity, he was still kind and sweet and he’d explained to you that he was going to be busy because of the tournament a few months away.
But you missed him.
Hard training or not.
You made up your mind right then and there that you needed to see him and speak to him and be with him. And you knew just what you wanted to do.
Cleaning up the rest of your lunch, you headed to your employer’s office to request half day leave, which was approved right away. So you picked up your bag and headed to the car to make a quick stop at the grocery.
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At 10 PM the door to you apartment creaked open softly and Johnny tiptoed inside, trying not to to step too hard, shutting the door behind him.
He gasped softly when he spun around and saw you sitting at the dining table. You could see him slightly flustered in the low light, whether it was from a hard evening of training or from seeing your features aglow with the warmth of the flames you’d never know. (It was certainly the latter, of course, Johnny was a softie for you.)
“What’s all this darling?” he made his was over to the table.
“Shh,” you smiled at him, motioning for him to sit opposite you.
Cautiously, curiously, and trying to hold back one of his handsome grins, he sat.
Then for a good half a minute - though it felt like a blissful eternity - you stared at each other, taking in all of the details that lack of attention had made apparent. “I’ve missed you Y/N.”
“I’ve missed you too,” you nearly teared up at guilty he sounded.
“Sorry I’ve not been making the time. You really deserve -”
“-Johnny,” you cut him off, “You don’t need to apologize.”
He took a breath, withholding further attempts to ask for your forgiveness. Instead of replying, he got up and flipped his chair to the other side of the table next to yours, pulling his plate across one time.
“This looks absolutely delicious, babe, I’m starving,” he said, getting comfortable next to you.
“Well dig in!” you smiled, blushing.
Dinner passed by peacefully. It was the most comfortable, romantic one you’d both had in a while. Sure, it may not have been a fancy restaurant, and you’d done your best with the cooking and Johnny was enjoying it, but the most important thing was that it was the two of you were at ease in each others company - something you’d both not been in a while. You were happy with your decision to do this tonight, you didn’t realise how much you needed to have him smile at you and do those cute little things (like drag the chair around the table) that you loved him for.
He finished before you, and after downing what was left in his glass, turned and observed you in awe, blue eyes wide and sparkling with so many emotions you couldn’t distinguish any one. You giggled at him and rolled your eyes, but you were happy for the attention - he was mesmerized by you and it was clear.
Sipping the last of the liquid from your cup, you replaced it on the tabletop. And before you knew what was going on, he scooped you up with ease into his arms bridal style. You scrambled for a second and you both laughed as you settled in his grasp “Johnny what on earth???”
“I love you so much, Y/N,” he said earnestly and softly, staring into your eyes with the intensity of a thousand suns.
“I love you too, Johnny,” you beamed back at him, heart racing.
He chuckled, then grinned mischievously, “I’m filthy from training and I need to shower. Care to assist me?”
You shook your head, grinning from ear to ear, “It’s very late, but I think my schedule will allow it.”
Howdy everyone! Just thought I’d pop in and tell you that so far all your requests were received and I’ve gotten to work on them! And never hesitate If you’d like to submit more than one.
I also wanna say thank you for them! I appreciate it.
(aLsO, just in case anyone was shy, I’m taking the opportunity to mention that asking for NSFW is also possible!)
johnny lawrence realizing that what kreese put him thru was literally abuse and, instead of continuing the cycle in some misguided form of vengeance/spite, actually standing in front of his students and promising to do better for them, to BE better for them than his father figure ever was, and to give them ideals worth fighting for is making me so.
Johnny Lawrence trying to get Reader to like him but Reader is "playing hard to get" cause they're scared to fall? Please and thank you, love! 💕
Thank you sooo much for this prompt @whyhaveyouwritten-mehere!!!!!!!!!! I hope I did okay with it. >:)
SCARED OF HEIGHTS
Pairing: Johnny Lawrence (2019) x Reader
Words: approx. 1390
Warnings: flirting, the slightest amount of angst
You knew that if you gave Johnny Lawrence much thought, that you’d fall hard and fast and not be able to get up. So every time he made it clear he was absolutely enamoured of you, you brushed it off so casually it frightened him.
He didn’t let that stop him though. Not at all, not one bit! He was persistent. He was Cobra Kai, right? He was tough! ...Right? He was about to approach you for the third time that week, but he’d be lying if he said he was confident you’d agree this time around. “Hey beautiful, you got any plans tonight?”
You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes, shutting the trunk of your car and turning to him. The handsome man was asking you so earnestly - under the guise of unbreakable confidence, of course - that your breath caught caught in your throat and you felt your face heat up. “Yes, as a matter of fact I do, Mr. Lawrence.”
No, you definitely didn’t, but you had to make up an excuse, because you knew that Johnny was constantly seconds away from sweeping you off your feet if you let him. And you were scared of how deeply you knew you’d fall in love with him, given how much of an effect he had on you already. It pained you to see his boyish grin falter, almost unnoticeable if you hadn’t been studying his features so actively. You’d have liked nothing better than to spend your Friday night with Johnny Lawrence.
“It’s Johnny, Y/N, we’ve been over this before,” he stressed jokingly and cleared the distance between you.
You giggled and you could swear you saw him blush. “Okay Johnny.”
“Perfect,” he chuckled, “Now about those plans you have with me tonight -”
“Johnny,” you cut him off, “Behave.” You started getting into your car, rolling down the window.
“C’mon babe! I’m basically on my knees here,” he put a hand on the window frame, “We can even watch go watch (MOVIE/NAME)! I know it’s your favourite since it came out!”
“How do you know that?”
“You mentioned it two conversations ago,” he leaned in closer, “So, dinner and a movie?”
“No. Johnny, no,” you said firmly but not harshly. Admittedly you were impressed and your heart was fluttering at how he mentioned the movie: it meant he’d been listening.
He sighed, “Okay fine. At least give me your number this time?”
“Good afternoon Johnny,” you rolled your eyes affectionately and turned on your engine. You heard him sigh and in the side mirror saw his shoulders slump as he turned back to walk inside the dojo - it was nearly time for class.
Your heart hurt and you let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding as you pulled out of the plaza and headed home.
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“Dammit!” You slammed your hand down on the microwave again. It was absolutely refusing to work. “For the love of - “
And then the power cut.
“...You have got to be kidding me,” you said to the darkness.
Night had come quickly by the time you had gotten home, and you’d been still upset at yourself for being too scared to give up and go out with Johnny. You were extra sad because you knew that in the near future he’d probably stop asking you and move on to other things; other people.
Now you didn’t know what to do. After asking your neighbour what happened to the electricity, you were told that it was a scheduled power cut for maintenance in the area.
You thought to yourself how today couldn’t get any worse, and sought out your car keys and some cash with the faint street light seeping inside from your patio. You were going to drown your sorrows in a bucket of popcorn, a large soda, and a movie.
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Trudging into the cinema to buy your popcorn, you were met with a very short line that was taking inexplicably long to move.
“What the hell? I’m going to end up missing my movie,” You couldn’t help grumbling out loud.
“You and me both.”
You gasped. Then Johnny turned around and met your shocked expression with one mild amusement. “How did you -”
“I thought you said you had plans tonight?”
You blushed furiously, “I did have plans tonight!”
“Lying looks pretty on you,” he smirked, which made your toes curl in your sneakers and your heart skip a beat.
“I’m not lying -”
“You had plans....to see a movie by yourself?”
“I’m err...not here by myself!” You huffed, unable to help yourself from lying further.
“Uh huh, okay,” he lifted his eyebrows and nodded sarcastically.
“As a matter of fact, I’m here with my boyfriend!” You smiled, proud of yourself. But he knew you were lying - anyone could tell you were lying.
“Alright hotshot,” Johnny shoved his hands into his pockets, “Well where is he? If I beat him up can I get your number? Last man standing? Gladiator style?”
You opened your mouth to reply but no sound came out, and the “Next in line!” of the cashier saved you from saying more stupid things. You were very embarrassed, and when it was your turn and Johnny walked off saying “Well you and your boyfriend enjoy the movie,” you couldn’t help but feel ashamed of yourself.
Maybe you had taken it too far, maybe he was never going to look at you the same way again.
You grabbed up your popcorn and large drink and headed inside the cinema, taking a seat in the middle of the third to last row. Suddenly you felt all alone and incredibly sad in the cold cinema, worse yet: you’d forgotten your jacket.
Tears starting to pool in the corners of your eye as you focused on the Coming Soon trailers you almost didn’t notice when someone sat down in the seat right next to you. You turned to protest when you were met with the beautiful face of Johnny Lawrence. He was grinning at you as he got comfortable in the seat.
“I hope I didn’t just sit on your imaginary boyfriend,” he laughed softly.
You were speechless and brought your hand to your face to quickly wipe away the tears.
“Did he go to the bathroom?”
“Okay you can stop Johnny, he’s not real,” you hissed.
“Who’s not real?”
“My boyfriend.”
“No I’m very much real babe,” he smirked, “You think I’d leave you to sit here all alone?”
You flushed and turned your attention back to the screen. Your heart was beating too rapidly to try and argue with him in a dark and quiet cinema.
Halfway through the movie you started shivering, and you could have sworn the universe was out to punish you. But you were so engrossed in the movie that you were unaware when your shoulder and side of your thigh pressed against Johnny’s - all you knew is that the movie was going really good and you were no longer seconds away from freezing.
He’d felt you trembling slightly and very casually lifted up the chair arm that divided you and wrapped his arm around you, bringing you flush against him.
That was enough to break you out of your trance, and you turned and looked at him surprised and nervous.
“Your imaginary ex who brought you to see the movie is a real jerk,” he whispered to you, “He didn’t even lend you his jacket. Good think your new man would never let you get cold if he could help it.”
“Johnny,” you protested, but you didn’t fight him. And then pushing all your fears and worries aside in a brave rush, you kissed him soundly on the cheek.
And for the first time you saw Johnny Lawrence speechless and blushing like a maniac. You couldn’t help but smile, giddy with love.
“Babe...?” he mumbled, lights from the screen dancing in his sparkling eyes.
“Yes, I’ll give you my number,” and you snuggled into his firm, comfortable side, relieved of all your fears and anxieties associated with dodging all of Johnny’s moves.
“Thank y-” he began, but you cut him off.
“Johnny Lawrence be quiet and let me watch the movie.”
“Gladly, babe,” he smiled, and held you tighter.
Finally you’d let yourself fall for him, and without hesitation, he caught you.
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