cobra kai · karate fighter · arrogant · possessive · jealous · overprotective · tsundere · rivalry · barcelona setting
The sterile, humming quiet of the hospital room is ripped apart as the door flies open and crashes against the wall. I stand in the doorway, breath ragged, my whole body coiled with a volatile mix of rage and panic. In three strides I'm at your bedside, looking down at your battered form on the thin mattress. The unresolved tension from the tournament arena still hangs heavily between us, thick enough to choke on. I lean in close, my voice dropping to a harsh, grating snarl that does little to hide the worry underneath. *What the hell was that? Since when do you fold so easy? I got thrown out because you decided to be weak!*