Hawk rode up to Cora's house later on that evening. She texted her address, and the sun was just started to set over The Valley. Cora's house wasn't too far from his, but definitely not worth the walk, riding over on the motorcycle was a lot quicker. She had a decent sized house, it looked like a typical one you'd see in a movie. Two stores, a beige color, and empty drive way. He knocked on her door, deciding it was more interesting then ringing the door bell.

A few seconds passed, Cora opened the door and smiled at him. "Hey."

"Hey." he grinned back to her. "Did you just wash your hair?"

Her hair was wet, letting him in the house. "I didn't think you were gonna get here so soon."

Apart of Hawk started to scold himself for heading over as soon as she texted, knowing no one actually did that and only ever showed up an hour late. But, he was quick with an excuse. "I was around, figured driving all the way home was hopeless."

"Oh, it's okay. I was getting a little bored anyways." she reassured him quickly, sensing that he might have taken her words as she didn't want him here. "Needed an excuse to stop working on my project anyways."

Hawk laughed slightly, looking back as she shut the door. "I just get other people to do it for me."

"I might need to take your idea." Cora agreed, walking as he followed. As they got closer to the kitchen, he saw the sprawled out homework and failed project all across the table. "I regret taking AP Biology."

"Why'd you sign up in the first place?" he asked her, leaning on the counter as she checked the timer. The sun setting outside made the kitchen illuminate in a yellow glow from the way it bounced off the yellow flower vases in each window ceil.

"College applications." she shrugged, a tight lipped smile across her face. "My mom says the more AP classes I do, the less likely they'll care about how many days i've missed."

"I miss a lot too." he hummed. "Hate getting up in the morning."

"Me too, I stay up really late." Cora laughed, turning back to grab a few mittens. He immediately thought she stayed up late with a new guy, but tried not to think that way right infront of her. "Do you have any food allergies?"

"Non." Hawk said back, frowning his eyebrows as she took a tray out of the oven. "What'd you make?"

"I was trying-" Cora stuck a butterknife in one of the trays and showed off the burned muffin. "-to follow a very old recipe."

He laughed, walking over to look at them. "Looks like you left them in a little too long."

"Probably read it too quick." Cora said back, her back hit his chest slightly by the way they stood. "We can order something if you're hungry."

"I'm okay." he lied, actually could go for something. "Ate before heading over."

"Right, me too." she turned with a nod, he gave a questionable look. "I mean I ate before you got here. Not before heading over. That would be weird since I live here."

He gave a little smirk at her, looking to the side when a light caught his eye in the backyard. "What's that?"

"My uncles dojo." Cora said back, his eyes snapped back to her. "He use to do karate back in the day and teaches little kids sometimes. He lives with us."

"Your family does karate?" Hawk asked her, a smile going across his face. "Why aren't you in a dojo?"

"I don't know." she shrugged in return. "It's cool when it's just me and my uncle. But I feel like people would say something, like, at a public place."

He realized she probably felt really uncomfortable going places knowing all of school knew about everything the guys said about her. He shrugged. "You could come to Cobra Kai. We don't really have a chance to talk there anyways."

Cora smiled. "Really?"

"Yeah, it's super cool." he nodded, his hands were nervously tapping on the counter. "I mean, if you wanna learn how to fight."

"Who says I don't know how to?" Cora gave a teasing look. "I mean, maybe not school fight material, but enough."

Hawk laughed, sighing loudly. "I was wondering when that was gonna come up."

"No, it's fine." she shook her head quickly, leaning on the counter. He didn't realized that they were pretty close and he was trapping her between his body and the counter. "I mean, I thought it was pretty cool until your friend got hurt. How is he?"

"Oh, he's good. Cobra Kai made him strong." he nodded his head as her, debating if he should back up from how close they were. He kept thinking about all Mikey, Dough, and Ryan said, trying to remember that Cora liked it fast paced like this. Someone who can take control. His hand out reached, grabbing her necklace again. He couldn't touch her now, because she'd been in a tee shirt rather then the v-neck she wore to school.

Cora reached and grabbed his hand that was on her necklace. His heart picked up, feeling like throwing up, but in a good way. They all said she'd make the first move, Hawk was started to think she wouldn't. Cora leaned over, her lips laid on his so softly he felt like he couldn't even feel her. Hawks wrapped his hands around her waist, fingers pressing roughly into her skin to pull her into a much harder kiss.

He kinda liked the gentleness at first, but didn't let it linger when he not only remembered who he was, but also who she was. Cora gasped slightly when Hawk gave her waist a harsh yank, her body against his now. His free hand gripped her face harshly, fingers digging painfully into her face. He pulled back to scan her face, letting her go. Cora gave a smile. "Do you wanna go see my room?"

He nodded, a grin on his face. She reached out, taking his hand, and getting lost at the feeling of the little affectionate gesture. She brought him up four steps before Hawk reached forward, picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder. Cora laughed when he did so, her hands digging into his waist, feeling like he was gonna drop her. He made it to the top of the stairs. "Where am I headed?"

"End of the hallway." Cora answered, the blood rushing to her face as he hurried down the hallway, kicking her cracked door open more. Her room was in different shades of yellow and white. Hawk kneeled slightly to set her down, their eyes locking against. Cora pushed forward to kiss him again, still gentle like before, but a bit deeper. He kissed her back, holding onto her face a second before his hands were at the bottom of her tee. Despite what everyone said, he was to nervous and scared to take it off.

Cora pulled back from his lips to pull it over her head, his eyes widened. Despite seeing her fully naked in the photos from lunch, it was so much different in person. Lunch. He remembered all they said she liked. He realized she probably wasn't into how slow this was going. Cora was leaning in to kiss him again before Hawk gave her an extremely harsh shove, Cora hit her bed at the impact.

Hawk crawled on top of her, his lips laid on top of hers roughing. He felt his teeth graze hers, loosening up a little bit. Cora placed his right hand, the left on the mattress to hold himself up, over the thin bra she wore. He immediately gave a squeeze, first gentle, but then harsher. Cora winced slightly, but it was okay, because at least he'd been paying this much attention, putting this much effort, into just her.

Hawk was panicked, he wasn't entirely sure of how to start anything. Especially not with a girl that had definitely slept with extremely experienced guys. He wanted to make sure she liked it, kept thinking back to all his friends told him, running his mind over every little thing to make sure right now was good for her. His hips pressed into hers slightly when he shifted, keeping his lips connected to hers, taking her hand off her boob and clasping it around her neck.

Cora gave a noise into his mouth, and he immediately assumed it was a moan. Hawk kissed her again, tightening his fingers under her neck slightly, feeling her pulse right under his middle finger. Cora swallowed harshly, her eyes opened in their kiss and tried to be into this as much as she could. But, it was getting hard to breath, plus with his body on hers, and his lips connected to her mouth, the room was closing in.

Cora placed her hand on top of his, hopes of it hinting for him to loosen up a little. Only, in his head, that was yelling all the extremely kinky things his friends pushed into his head at lunch, took it as a sign to squeeze tighter. Cora felt her entire breathing pathway close off, her hand pushing onto his shoulders harshly with a shove to the side. Hawk fell left of the bed as Cora sat up with a gasp of air, coughing. He sat up quickly, eyes getting wide. "Are you okay? What happened?"

"Why would you do that? I couldn't breath." she looked back in a panic, her hand was placed on her neck to give a small rub. He realized how red her face was, and it definitely wasn't a blush.

Immediately guilt was swarming in Hawks stomach, feeling absolutely horrible as he sat across from her. "I'm sorry. I just thought you were into it. I was trying to make you feel good."

"You thought I was into not breathing?" she asked back, her voice rose in the slightest, but he could tell it was out of fear and not anger. Which only made it worse.

"No, I-" he was looking for a better explanation, but stopped with any excuse. "I'm so sorry, Cora. I'm so sorry."

She rubbed her eyes, Hawk tilted his head when he realized her eyes glossed slightly. "It's okay. Just, like, ask first."

Ask, why didn't he just think to ask, her, the girl right infront of him, instead of just listening to his friends, who weren't here. Hawk nodded his head quickly, his eyes were gentle and panicky. "I know. I know. I'm sorry, I should have."

Cora shook her head, she rubbed her throat a second more. "It's okay, Hawk."

"I'm gonna go." he was up quickly, glad he hadn't lost any of his clothes yet, making it easier. He wanted to get out of here as quick as he could, not wanting to scare or frighten her any more then what he clearly had.

Cora looked as he got out of the bed. "You don't have to go."

"I don't wanna freak you out. I'm sorry." he was panicking, extremely bad. His phone fell from his pocket in the process of getting on top of her. He was tempted to just leave it here.

"You didn't freak me out." Cora moved to the side of the bed. "It's okay. You can stay."

"I'm not in the mood anymore. I didn't mean to hurt you." he finally stopped in the panic search to look down at her. Hawk wanted to touch her, kiss her, gently like she did for him. But he didn't, he didn't want to touch her ever again after hurting her the very first time he had his hand on her.

"We don't have to." Cora grabbed his hand, and he didn't move an inch. "It's okay. You can still stay, if you wanna. I'm okay."

"I promise I didn't mean to hurt you." his voice was a whisper down at her.

Cora nodded her head, her hand grabbing his other hand to pull him a little to stand infront of her. "I know. It's okay, you didn't know."

He wanted to say he should have known though.

"There's room." Cora looked at her bed, in hopes of him staying with her. Not many of the guys ever did stay the night with her, which is what she really wanted. Then again, she's never had a guy over that didn't have sex with her. "You can stay."

Hawk inhaled, Cora looked up at him hopefully. He wanted to stay, to hold her, to say sorry a hundred more times. But, he was scared. Scared he'd do something because he thought it would make her happy, and end up hurting her again. He gave a little, half nod, to show his hesitation. Cora moved back, pulling the blanket back to let him in. Hawk just sat at first, watching as she unclasped the bra, sliding it off her arms and throwing it aside, grabbing the tee shirt again. He wanted to feel excited by the action, and he was, but was immediately clouded by the fear in her eyes just a few minutes ago.

Cora laid back on her bed, waving him down with her. Hawk was gentle, barley moving a muscle as he laid next to her. They faced each other in the bed, Cora placed her hand on his face, and it made him feel like shit from how gentle she was being. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." she said it again, and decided she'd be okay having to reassure him a million times if it would make it better. She leaned over,
placing her lips onto his very lightly, barely there again. She could tell earlier, by the way he melted into her, that he'd liked it. Hawk was doing it again, sinking into the pillows more at the delicate hand on his face, sweet kiss she laid on his lips.

"Are you sure you want me here? If you feel uncomfortable, I can leave." Hawk promised her, because he couldn't imagine why she'd want to even look at him again after that.

Cora nodded her head. "I like you being here."

"I didn't mean to hurt you." he whispered at her, swallowing and analyzing his own throat movement. He knew his strength, and pained himself thinking about it tightening around his neck like that.

"I know you didn't." she moved in more to run her arm across the warm hoodie. "I promise it's okay."

"Are you okay?" he scanned her over, eyes looking toward her neck.

Cora grabbed his hand, bringing it to lay on her face. He pulled back slightly to just hover, Cora rubbed her thumb against his cheek. "I'm okay. I'd tell you if I wasn't."

"Swear?" he asked her.

Cora took her hand off his face to hold up her pinkie. "Swear."

Hawk pulled his hovering hand away, latching onto her pinkie with his own, not squeezing though. Cora leaning forward to kiss her own pinkie, making him do the same. Finally, he smiled, and she was glad he had. Her head dug deeper into the pillows, lacing her hand with his to lay between the two. She looked down when feeling a rough spot, looking at the scab on the top of his hand. "Where's that from?"

"Soccer today." Hawk answered her. "Got a little violent."

"Does it hurt?" she asked, he shook his head. Cora twisted his hand to kiss the top of his hand anyways, bringing it back into her hand. "Just incase it starts to hurt later."

Hawk smiled softly at the sweet gesture, his thumb ran over her hand, getting a little more comfortable. "Can I kiss your forehead?"

Cora nodded, leaning over a little as he planted a little kiss to her forehead. When he pulled back, she laughed a little. "You don't have to ask to kiss my forehead."

Hawk looked back as her guilty like, fingers rubbing her hand. "Yes, I do."

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