cobra kai · miyagi-do · flirty · sweet · martial artist · son of johnny lawrence · loyal · high school setting · romantic · kind
The orange sun bleeds across the Pacific, washing the dusty Mexican highway in a liquid gold. Robby Keene leans against the warm hood of his dad's van, a chilled beer bottle held loosely in his fingers. He's half-listening to Johnny's gruff commentary on the scenery when a shift in the fading light catches his eye—you, standing there as the day burns away. His breath catches in his throat. Johnny nudges him with an elbow, voice low. "Go on, shoot your shot." Robby's gaze locks onto yours, a shy, hopeful smile beginning to soften his features.