#cobra kai demetri
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Cobra Kai 3x10
Request: Hey! I’m a little new at this whole thing, sorry in advance! I really like your work and writings! It’s super awesome to read! You do a great job! I was wondering if you could do something like an imagine or head canon for Miguel, Robby, Demetri, and Hawk about each of them individually finding an anonymous love letter and trying to figure out who it is + their reaction to finding out it’s (y/n). That would be lovely and I would appreciate it a lot! You’re the best! ( @i-am-lost-and-need-a-map)
A/N: tysm!!! this warmed my heart!! i loved this request!!
+ to all those who’ve sent in requests, I do intend to get to those! tbh i’ve kind of been uninspired to write something lengthy (despite getting some requests i reallylove) and this headcanon request came just in time.
Words:1119
Warnings:None
Miguel / Robby / Demetri / Hawk under the cut:
Miguel
- His heart would simply implode
- this boy is a massive romantic at heart; such a romantic gesture would be sure to captivate him
- he’d spend literally his entire day thinking about the letter, about who you might be
- he’d scan the girls (and even guys) at school wondering who’s behind the letter
- trying to see if he catches anyone looking at him other than the usual
- he now puts in wayyy too much effort in to how he looks knowing someone has a crush on him
- he gets a little discouraged when he doesn’t find out who wrote the letter quickly enough
- he fears you may have moved on from him, making former insecurities come to life
- when you see him looking down you leave him an anonymous note cheering him up, and he does cheer up instantly knowing you’re still there and care for him
- one day he comes in early to school and sees you slipping a note in to his locker
- that’s when he knows
- he doesn’t hesitate to go right up to you to talk about it, even though he’s stunned
- he never knew he was even on your radar
- so he was very happy to find out that he certainly was
- he asks you out to golf n stuff right then and there for your first date
Robby
- he would legit think it was a prank at first
- to the point he’d crumple up your letter and throw it away right after reading it
- its not that he didn’t like it – it was just so hard for him to believe anyone cared for him that his first instinct would be to write it off as a joke
- he’d confront his friends about it
- when he noticed they really didn’t seem to write it – or know what he was talking about - he was even more confused
- they’d make fun of him for receiving a love letter
- but he wouldn’t care. He’d go find the crumpled up letter and take it home with him, re-examining it
- he really didn’t want to get his hopes up, but his heart would race at the thought that it might be from you
- the next time you two would hang out he’d try to bring up the idea of a love letter to see your reaction
- the knowing smile you wore said everything
- he decided to take the plunge and kiss you
- you (unintentionally) quoted something loving you wrote to him and he swooped on you again, hardly believing this fairy tale is his life
Demetri
- oh boy, was he unprepared for this
- Demetri struggles with the thought of literally anyone finding him attractive, so for someone to go as far as to write him something so full of affection and want the way you did? Astounding
- Once the reality of the situation would sink in, his ego would inflate to dangerous extents
- he would be constantly smirking
- he wouldn’t talk to Sam too much at school so that whoever his admirer is won’t think there’s anything going on between them
- makes sure to find times in between classes and at lunch where he’s alone so maybe you’ll be able to gather up the courage to walk up to him and expose yourself
- when that doesn’t immediately happen his pessimistic tenancies come back full swing, thinking you’ll never reveal yourself
- despite that, he has your letter hung up in his bedroom
- behind his door, so he sees it every morning when he wakes up (and so his parents don’t)
- when he kinda winds down from the whole love letter ordeal he goes to lab where you’re partnered up with him
- “So how’s your week been?”
- Thinking back to the letter, he can’t hide his proud grin
- “Pretty good. Actually, really good”
- “Should I assume that’s because of my letter?”
- he’sfloored
- he liked you, but never thought you could have been harboring such deep feelings for him
- you were so out of his league
- he wants to reply but he gets stuck in his stuttering, then the teacher walks in and class starts
- which is lucky for him, because that gives him 45 minutes to get his shit together and collect the courage to ask you out, to which you happily agree
Hawk
- he finds your letter when he opens his locker
- coincidentally, his friends are with him and see it
- he plays it off cool, like he’s so unbothered/unsurprised because he has so manyadmirers
- but, he doesn’t show them the contents of the letter, putting it back in his locker to retrieve later when he’s alone
- his mind races all day, thinking about that letter and he hasn’t even opened it yet
- he wants to rip it open once he gets home but rather he takes gentle care opening the envelope, making sure not to rip anything
- he reads the letter over three times, savoring every word
- by the time he goes to bed he’s unintentionally memorized half of it
- Hawk just so happened to be nursing a massive crush on you
- he didn’t want to get his hopes up too high, hoping it was from you, because if it wasn’t he would be devastated
- he didn’t even consider it being written by anyone else, he was so set on you
- so despite his nerves he urged himself to go and find out who’s behind the love letter
- the next time he sees you is at a beach party
- you’re friends, so you talk for a while before he drops it on you:
- you offer to go get drinks
- “Nah, let me. I owe you at least that much after what you left in my locker, don’t I?”
- he makes sure not to be too specific in his wording in case it wasn’t you
- but you can’t help but turn red
- “How did you know it was me?”
- “I didn't”
- your jaw falls at his manipulation
- so you start to ramble on what you were thinking when you wrote him that letter, trying to reason it-
- he shuts you up with a kiss
- you don’t mind one bit
- it’s longggg in to your relationship when he admits he keeps that letter in a box under his bed
Jealousy Games [Part 3] ( Demetri x reader )
A/N: hello friends, this is the end of this little fic <3
i personally dislike unrealistic first time fics so i attempted to make this realistic yet still as sweet as possible :) thank you to everyone who messaged asking about and requesting this part, you are appreciated <3
Words:1578
Warnings: Smut, virg!nity loss
Demetri visibly gulps as you step in front of him. You raise your hands to lay them softly on his cheeks, bending the taller boy down to meet your lips.
The kiss is tender as you pour your affection in to it, only to take a welcome change of air when Demetri’s hands land on your thighs, caressing their way up to your behind.
“I told you I’m not wearing anything,” you coo in the most seductive voice you can muster.
Demetri’s eyes try to take all of you in, gazing upon you in a way you’ve never seen him before.
You decide to up the ante.
You let one hand fall to his chest, your fingers dancing their way to the hem of his t-shirt. “Don’t you think we ought to even things out?”
Demetri’s eyes widen further, and for a moment he’s lost for words - until he finally decides to take up on your suggestion, pulling off his shirt with too much excitement to hold any grace in the motion.
You can’t help but feel your pulse rising, too. You’ve briefly seen Demetri shirtless once or twice at the beach, but this time there was a whole new vibe to seeing him strip off his top.
Letting your hand caress his now bare chest, you lean in to kiss him once more. You deepen the kiss, feeling Demetri becoming so entwined in the kiss he towered over you a bit too much, unintentionally forcing you to take a step back from him – making you fall on the bed.
“Oh,” is all he says, and you can see his mind running a mile a minute.
Your lips are painted with a smirk as you wring a finger around his belt loop, pulling him over you.
You reposition yourself more comfortably on the bed, Demetri following your lead. You can sense the buzz of happening in the air; Demetri’s stomach ties in knots as unwanted nerves kick in.
Demetri doesn’t wait for you to lean up this time, deciding to dive down to kiss you. You can tell by the passion in which he devours you that he’s enjoying this new position, his hold over you. His hand skirts up your thigh once more, slowing as he gradually urged the courage to let his fingers climb under and up the shirt you wore. Feeling a surge of nervousness trickle down your spine, you decide to combat it by stopping the kiss to take off the shirt altogether.
It looks like Demetri forgets to breathe for a long moment. Having broken the kiss, he was left holding himself above you, now drinking in the sight of your naked body.
“Dem?” you eventually ask, his prolonged stare beginning to make you self-conscious.
“I - you -” he stutters before pausing and reconsidering his words. He looks you deeply in the eyes, a tenderness in his voice as he says, “you’re so beautiful.”
A blush creeps up your cheeks and you can’t help but lean up and kiss him again, boldly sending your hands to undo the button of his jeans. You unintentionally brush over his groin in the process, making Demetri gasp in to your lips; a proud smirk finds its way to you.
“What’re you so pleased about?” Demetri asks, his voice low and raspy. He moves to kiss down your neck.
You shut your eyes and let your instincts take over as you lace a hand under his boxers, taking his member in your hand; you tried not to be daunted at the size of it in your palm, rather focusing on the motion of your palm around it.
Demetri’s head falls to your shoulder and he makes a noise that tells you you’re on the right path.
“D'you have any idea what you do to me?” he asks, looking back up at you with lust-clouded eyes.
“After what you did earlier? I have an idea,” you reply. Demetri takes that as an invitation, it seems, as you soon feel his finger brushing your core.
“You’re still wet,” he observes wondrously.
“What did you expect?” you smile, feeling your body heat rise. Your hand leaves his member – you try not to laugh at the whine Demetri sounds at that – to tug on his jeans. “Off.” Somehow, wording full sentences is feeling like a nuisance.
Demetri eagerly obeys, getting off you to pull off the remaining layers he wore. You can’t help but look him up and down, burning the sight of him in to memory.
He quickly scrambles back on top of you, but you stop him. “Umm,” you begin awkwardly. “do you have a condom?” the question comes out nearly as a squeak, and you hate your awkwardness until he replies, “Oh, yeah!” as though he wasn’t sure that’s where you’re going tonight. Demetri gets up and goes through his dresser drawer until he retrieves the condoms you had found earlier.
Your heart beats uncomfortably rapidly at the understanding of what’s about to happen; you take deep breathes to soothe yourself.
Demetri repositions himself over you, and you lean up to kiss him. This time it’s Demetri who breaks the kiss. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
His voice is as small as yours was, and you can tell you share the same nervous excitement; something about that makes you more sure than ever. “Yes,” you reply with a kiss.
The next time you two break apart is when Demetri takes the line of condoms in hand, tearing one away and opening it. He looks to you nervously and you reassure him with a smile before he rolls on the condom.
His lips find yours once more, making you gasp in to him when you feel his length pressing in to you. You wince in pain as he pushes in deeper, your nails digging in to his back.
“Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”
You shake your head, opting to avoid sounding your voice right now. Demetri looks slightly concerned, but goes on pushing deeper until you feel him well inside you.
“Just -” you gasp, “stay like that for a minute, all right?”
Demetri nods, kissing down your neck. His hands hold on to the sheets around you, trying his best to stay cool.
“Okay,” you say once you feel ready. “You can…”
Demetri understands, pulling away from you and earning a gasp from you at the lack of him, only to push back in and gain an even louder moan. He can’t hide the pleased grin he wears at that, and something about that makes you smile, too.
There’s a dull ache in you as Demetri thrusts, coupled with gradually growing pleasure.
What keeps you from focusing on the pain is the feeling of Demetri’s slender fingers caressing your skin, his lips kissing every inch of you that he could reach, the sound of Demetri moaning in pleasure at the feeling of you.
It’s not long before Demetri’s thrusts grow rapid until he stills inside you, groaning loudly and riding out a few last thrusts.
He pulls out and falls on top of you. You smile at the pleasant contentedness you were feeling at the night, caressing your loves back as he regained his strength.
A couple of minutes after, he rolls off you and discards the used condom. Immediately his hands are back on you, pulling you to lie atop of him. Demetri squeezes you tightly in his arms for a moment before lightening his hold, petting the side of your body and kissing your forehead.
“How was -” he begins before reconsidering his words. “How are you feeling?”
You smile at his tenderness; there was a whole new chapter now between you two, and you were excited to be growing closer to the man you loved. “Amazing,” you say. Despite the pain and discomfort, the closeness to Demetri and the shared new experience has you on cloud nine. “You?”
“I -” Demetri puffs his cheeks, feigning a loss for words. “I’m alright. You know, if alright is… Mind-blown, earth-shattered, intensely euphoric.”
You laugh loudly and take notice of the golden foil left on the bed behind Demetri. You reach over and pick it up, examining the long line of condoms. “How long have you been expecting this?” you ask, humor colouring your voice.
“Oh – I – I wasn’t,” Demetri quickly defends, his cheeks reddening.
You raise a brow. “Oh?”
“They – they’re from Miguel,” Demetri admits. “I kind of… told him about us.”
“You did?” you ask excitedly. As far as you had known, you were keeping your relationship hush-hush, although you never clearly agreed on it.
“We had just shared our first kiss. I was excited!”
Your cheeks are growing tired from your non-stop smiling. “That… actually explains so much.” It suddenly clicks to you how come when all your Cobra Kai friends texted you trying to convince you to come over to Aisha’s, Miguel was the only one who didn’t.
Demetri shrugs shyly. “I had to confide in someone.”
You lean over him and kiss him. “Maybe… We could start telling everyone?”
Demetri’s face brightens up instantly. “That – yes. That would be amazing.” He circles his arms around you, pulling you back down to his chest. “It’s about time everyone knows you’re mine.”
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