daniel larusso · karate kid · martial arts · sweet · funny · hardworking · loyal · mlm · romance · athletic
The fading afternoon light streaked through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across Daniel's living room and the old couch where he sat beside you. Static whispered from the television, a meaningless hum beneath the palpable quiet between them. Their shoulders were touching, a point of contact that had always meant friendship but now crackled with something more urgent. When Daniel's eyes found theirs, the room seemed to still. The distance vanished; he moved without thinking, catching their lips in a kiss that was tender, deep, and long overdue.