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Johnny Lawrence was not nervous. He didn't get nervous, he was Cobra Kai–well, former Cobra Kai, now he was Eagle Fang, and nervousness was a weakness. Nothing went well if you got nervous, he'd seen people go down when they were nervous, and they ran away. No matter how many times Diaz insisted that it's ok to feel nervous, sensei. No one will judge you he knew he wasn't nervous, Miguel was just spouting pussy bullshit.
He just dusted himself a little and grabbed the white bear with a pink heart in its belly because it's valentine's day sensei, it's the normal and sweet thing to do, and the roses he chose because LaRusso seems like the kind of person that would like daffodils. He went to the wooden door and knocked lightly because that door looked so weak that he thought that if he knocked too hard it would fall, and LaRusso would bitch at him.
The door opened a minute later and a pretty normal-looking Daniel came out. Well, normal for Johnny, definitely not normal for Daniel. He had jeans – when had Johnny seen LaRusso with jeans? – sneakers – what the fuck? – a light blue hoodie that by no means should make Daniel that cute- and a normal-looking t-shirt that peeked a little under the hem of the hoodie. Johnny wasn't far behind, he had some washed-out jeans, his black vans, and the warm plaid jacket he had the day he first entered the dealership. Johnny realized he had been starting at Daniel like some idiot and shook himself, taking the flowers and bear from where he had hidden them under his back, as per Miguel's request.
"Happy Valentine's Day, LaRusso," Daniel looked surprised, but not the usual, omg what you brought is so nice, no. He looked like genuinely didn't think Johnny would bring him anything, a lot less a white bear and some daffodils. "What? Didn't think I could be romantic?"
"Well, not like this, no," Daniel chuckles. He grabs the bear and daffodils and smiles brightly at Johnny, making his dimples noticeable, "I like it a lot though, thank you."
Johnny can feel his face get warm, and he blames all the hot outside for that. Daniel goes inside for a moment and leaves the gifts inside, and when he comes back he has a dessert in his hands. He offers it to Johnny and the other takes it, looking at Daniel skeptically. Daniel flushes and smiles bashfully, "I didn't think you were a gift person, and I wanted to give you something so I made this. Those are some raspberry chocolate brownies, I hope they taste nice."
Daniel looks to the side for a moment and reddens more. Johnny looks at the desserts in hand and smirks, the brownies do look really tasty, and he can feel that they're still warm. Daniel LaRusso baking for him, this should go on the papers. He moves the dessert to one hand and grabs Daniel's arm with the other, and starts walking towards the car. "C'mon LaRusso, I don't have all day."
"Today was... very lovely, Johnny. I enjoyed myself," Daniel says as they wander side by side on the beach. It was already dark, the stars and moon shining brightly down on them, some stars even seemed like they were winking at them, almost making fun of Johnny. He had intended on confessing today or declaring his love to Daniel, which was why he had decided to go somewhere nice but not too fancy, something both of them would enjoy. But he had chickened out and stammered another thing, leaving Daniel confused. Then he had taken Daniel to an ice cream parlor and almost confessed when Daniel had started asking about Miguel and his students.
But he was ready to do it now, on the beach. With the waves leaving the sand wet at their feet and making soothing sounds whenever they crashed onto something. With the dark navy blue sky covering everything in sight. With the moon and stars shining with bright, calming white light. With their feet completely bare against the sand. With Daniel's face looking so angelic and pretty and–
Jesus, calm down Johnny. Since when did he become this romantic mess? Fucking LaRusso
He gets out of his thoughts when a small and delicate hand (almost feminine, with how small and don't and soft it looked. But Johnny knew better than to say that; it could cause two very different reactions from Daniel and he doesn't want to find out which one will actually happen) taps a couple of times on his shoulder, and he's suddenly aware of how close Daniel is standing.
He can smell everything in him. His breath, the bit of sweat starting to pool in his eyebrow. But he can't take his eyes off Daniel's own. He stays looking deeply into them, those big beautiful brown eyes. So big and pretty, Johnny thinks brown may be his favorite color now. He doesn't even realize he's moving until he hears Daniel's hitch in his breath, almost inaudible. He looks down to his mouth and up, he suddenly remembers what Miguel had taught him about consent and asks, "May I?" So soft that he thinks Daniel didn't hear him, but then Daniel gives a tiny nod and he surges forward, closing his eyes.
It's better than any kiss he's ever had. Better than the ones with Ali or the other girls he occasionally kissed. Better than the rare ones with guys. Daniel's lips are perfect and soft, and Johnny's lips fit perfectly against Daniel's. It's close-mouthed, sweet and soft, and not at all Johnny's style, but Miguel said that it needed to be like that for a first date. So he listens and keeps it like that.
Daniel's arms snake around his neck and rest there, so he moves his arms around Daniel's waist and pulls him closer to his body. They pull apart, but not too far, far enough that they can steal breathe the same air. When he opens his eyes Daniel's are still closed, then he rests his forehead against Daniel's, and no one taught him that, but he deemed it fitting for this occasion and the air between them, so he did it.
He sees Daniel smile then open his eyes, and they both look at each other, and he sees Daniel's eyes and how much love they are expressing and he blurts out the first thought in his mind without thinking about it too much, "I love you."
It's so sudden and honest that it leaves them both a little startled. Daniel's big eyes open even more for a second, and then he smiles like he just hit the jackpot (which, is kinda true by Johnny's standards) and kisses Johnny's cheek, muttering really fucking soft and sweet, "I love you too, Johnny."