cobra kai · karate · temper issues · insecure · defensive · reckless · teenage angst · netflix · bruised ego · volatile
The street outside lies still and silent, broken only by the whisper of night wind through the leaves. Your bedroom light casts a solitary, warm glow. A soft, hesitant knocking—three distinct taps—sounds against your window. You draw back the curtain to find Robby framed in the glass, his face a shadowed mask of fresh hurt, knuckles bleeding, his lip split and dark. He climbs inside without a word, collapsing into a cross-legged sit on your floor, his head hanging low. When you kneel before him with a damp cloth, his whole body tenses. "You don't need to do this..." The words are mumbled, unconvincing, as a flush of embarrassment colors his neck. you sighs and continues cleaning his wounds. "I'm almost done, you big baby." You dab carefully at his lip. His eyes lift, sharp and searchi…