COBRA KAI | match point
season four, episode five

beach baby ━ bon iver
❞once a time put a tongue
in your ear on the beach
and you clutched, clicking
heels,❞

        𝙒ILLOW FROUD WOULD never think that after so many things that happened in the past she will be finally able to forgive Eli Moskowitz, and give her heart out to him, but one day it happened. So suddenly, but it really happened. The words they both said to each other that evening kept repeating in the girl's head, the smile being unable to fall from her lips, while she was watching the boy from behind, him being clueless as he was leading her somewhere.

        They both went through a lot past the previous months — together, and also separate, but they eventually found a way to be there for each other. That was obviously not a big surprise for them, because in the end there was always Loo and Eli. No matter what was happening, no matter where they were, it was always meant to be them. And Willow was stupid thinking that one day she'll just forget about him and everything that directioned her towards him. It was impossible.

        While thinking, Willow didn't really catch the moment when Hawk suddenly stopped and turned around to face her with a smirk on his lips, the girl's body bumping into his in a result. As his hands landed on her waist, balancing her, she smiled softly.

        "Gotcha. Can't stop thinkin' about me so much, huh?" he questioned, raising his eyebrows in a cocky manner. Dimples showed up on his cheeks as the corner of his lips raised widely to the top.

        The purple-haired girl scoffed, shaking her head in disbelief, "Sure, because you're so charming,"

        "Oh, is that supposed to insult me?" he questioned, and she tilted her head a little backwards before pulling his face closer and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Eli immediately kissed her back, his hands gripping harder on her waist, the pair enjoying the moment before pulling away.

        "Nope," Willow replied after fully pulling away by taking a step back, and then linking their hands together. "So, where are we going?"

        His blue eyes flashed to her again, brightening with something unknown to her, "You'll see. Come on," he mumbled, and dragged the girl with himself towards the sign that led to the beach that they already knew all too well. That was the same beach they played volleyball at in the summer.

        Memories flooded through Willow's mind as they walked by the beach, their hands still connected together. The wind blew onto the girl's face, her sighing deeply before pushing the strands of her purple hair away. Hawk kept giving her small stares, the smile never leaving his lips. When they stopped in the middle of the place, he suddenly covered her eyes with his hands.

        "What are you doing?" she questioned with a small frown, but didn't get the answer as he started leading her somewhere. "What— E, you know I hate surprises," she reminded him dumbfounded.

        "You'll like this one, I promise," he whispered into her ear, and she fell silent as his one hand landed on her waist, and the second one on her shoulder. She was undecided for a few more seconds before finally giving up.

        After some time, they stopped and another voice was heard nearby, "You guys finally. I was already thinking you made a prank on me again," Miguel informed with a nervous laugh. Willow raised her eyebrows in confusion, even bigger after Hawk uncovered her eyes, making it possible for her to see her best friend. "Oh, hey, Wills. I'll, uh, leave you guys alone. Have fun,"

        "Hi, Miggy?"

        "Thanks, man." thanked the Moskowitz after high-fiving the Diaz, who smiled happily.

        "Yeah, you're welcome. Don't get too ahead of yourself, though," he winked meaningfully, and then just started leaving fast.

        Willow opened her eyes in surprise, "Miguel Diaz, you're a complete dumbass!"

        "Just a small reminder!"

        The pair scoffed at their best friend and when he was out of their sight, the purple-haired girl looked at the place that was decorated for a picnic. Just then, her eyes brightened, and she turned to her lover, wondering if he had remembered her telling him about it once in the dojo.

        As if reading her mind, he nodded his head, "Yeah. I was actually planning to do that earlier, but . . . things between us weren't perfect back then." he explained, and she understood immediately. "Come on, let's sit. It's still not everything,"

        "Awh, you trying to suck up to me?"

        He rolled his eyes, "Yeah, sure." his voice turned sarcastic as well. "I'm going to get a reward in return, aren't I?" he teased, Willow's cheeks flushing a shade of pink, her not actually declining.

        "Maybe if you don't annoy me,"

        Hawk chuckled lightly, "Oh, I'm annoying, huh?"

        "Yeah, pretty much."

        Silence fell between them two as they stared at each other. Both of them meant to say something, but none of them wanted to do that first. When Willow was going to open her mouth, Eli did that first, his voice turning soft and serious again.

        "Look, I know I already said that before, but I need to be sure that you know that, all right?" he made sure, and she nodded her head, waiting for him to explain himself. "I know that I have a temper, and that being with me will probably be really difficult for you, but I'm trying with my heart to change. I'm done with hurting you, I'm done with being an asshole, I'm done denying my feelings. I'm going to do all that for you, because — because you're the only thing that really matters to me at the time, and I can't imagine myself with anyone else. I don't care about anything else, okay? I could fight anyone—,"

        As the next words were going to leave his mouth, the Froud shook her head, causing him to frown and remain silent, watching her carefully.

        "That's impossible, E."

        His face saddened a little, "Then . . . that's fine. Just, tell me why?"

        "You don't need to fight anyone for me to be there for you. I'd always do it anyway," she shrugged with a gentle smile tugging on her lips. "I'll never leave," with that, the boy exhaled in relief.

        "Promise?" he stretched out his little finger in front of him.

        She did the same, connecting them in a pinky promise. "Promise."

        And as the hours passed by, Willow couldn't help, but thought that nothing could go wrong anymore.

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        ❝𝙎O, YOU GUYS are, like, a thing now or something?" Blair questioned as the two girls strolled through the school corridors, the smile never leaving the purple head's lips.

        Willow took a few seconds to think about the possible answer, and just after that she shrugged, "I think we are? I mean, he still hadn't practically asked me to be his girlfriend, but . . ." she started explaining, though the Johnson girl interrupted her, her eyes opening widely at the words.

        "He hadn't? What the—" she stopped herself from cursing at the Moskowitz as some people walked past them, side-eyeing them straight ahead."Okay, it's seriously a good time to bring a Froukowitz plan again," she mumbled quieter when they stopped in front of their lockers.

        The green-eyed girl raised her eyebrows, not understanding at all what actions would the plan mean. Despite the indecision, she didn't question it — Blair's plans were always unexpected and crazy, so this one was most likely the same.

        "Wait, is it bad that he hadn't?" she asked, her face filling with concern.

        The blonde shrugged, not convinced yet, "Hm, I'm not sure. He's a complete dumbass, so maybe it's just that."

        "Well, I hope so." she answered, and just then, out of sudden, some arms wrapped around her, causing her to jump in a place, her heart beating out of her chest. When her head snapped to the back, she was met with familiar blue eyes, and a purple coloured mohawk. "Jesus, Eli. You scared me."

        He smiled cheekily, "Hey," he mumbled before placing a soft, and short kiss on her lips. When they pulled away from each other, they could see a scowl on Blair's lips.

        "Aw, cute, but also gross. Never do that again in front of me," she commented, however the couple ignored her, Eli rolling his eyes, and Willow giving the girl a raise of her eyebrow.

        "Mind if I steal your friend?"

        Blair shook her head, "You'd do that anyway, you cramp."

        He grinned, nodding his head, "Damn well I would."

        Willow watched the two's conversation, trying to hold back herself from smiling like a psychopath — Blair would probably kick her ass after that, and she obviously didn't want that.

        Suddenly, Johnson pulled out her phone, putting the speaker close to her lips, "Alexa, play Steal my girl by One Direction, please." she spoke with a fake-betrayed face. When she looked at the two, she scoffed. "Go, you dumbasses. Let me enjoy my peace before I see Diaz or Alexopoulos."

        "Sorry, B." Willow apologized, and she shrugged her off in response.

        And with that, the two chuckled and walked away from the blonde, who immediately put her earphones on, Willow's playlist (the One Direction one) already starting to play in it.

        The couple passed by some people, until they finally found an empty place in the corridor — the one where anyone couldn't see them, to be exact. Just then, their lips connected again, this time them not stopping themselves from bringing the passion into the kiss. Willow's hands were wrapped on the back of Eli's neck, while his gripped on her waist, they both enjoyed their touches.

        They kissed for some more time until they finally were brought back into the reality, forcing themselves to pull away from each other. The purple-haired girl took a deep breath before speaking.

        "Missed me?"

        He didn't hesitate to confirm, "Course I did," he stated, and his thumb drew circles on her waist. "And . . . I also wanted to talk to you," he added, causing the girl to be a little taken aback.

        "Is everything alright?"

        "Yeah, it's just —," he started, breathing heavily in a pause. "Will you be my girlfriend? I— I mean, can I be your boyfriend?" he questioned nervously, his soft Eli side showing off immediately.

        Willow exhaled in relief, her worries going away and being replaced by a small smirk, "I love you." she answered quietly, and it was enough to make his heart melt.

        "I love you too."

        𝙒ILLOW FROUD WOULD expect everything, literally everything, but not her father calling out a fight with Johnny Lawrence just some time after they put a truce between each other. Especially not on the day that she thought was going to be perfect. Everything seemed to be going in a good way, but it was ruined, though, as soon as she got screenshots of Johnny's tweets from Miguel.

        No, she didn't expect both men to talk to each other — it seemed to be an impossible option — but respect would be a good thing, even more since she didn't want to choose sides.

        So, in a few minutes, Willow found herself inside of Sean's house, her lips tugging into a grimace at the unpleasant smell of alcohol blasting all around the place. Due to the fact that she was sleeping in her mom's apartment for a few days, she did not know anything about the state of the house. She was surprised just when she found out.

        "Dad?" she called out, her voice concerned and loud. When she heard a noise in the living room, she got there, and she could swear that her breath stopped for a moment, the view of Sean lying unconsciously on the floor, cans of bear all around, was definitely not something she wished to see. "Dad." she whispered, a crack in her voice.

        Sean, as if hearing his daughter, blinked several times, trying to stand up, but failing straight away. "Addie?" he blurted out, wincing due to the amount of alcohol in his veins.

        Willow blinked, trying to push away the feeling of heartbreak, especially after her father's words. "No, dad. It's — it's me, your daughter. Willow, not Addie."

        "Willow," he repeated after her, as if trying to process her words. "Oh. Willow." he said once again, realization hitting his face, though the sad expression did not leave it as well.

        "Dad, I— I don't understand. What happened? Why are you like this? Why did you do this?" she whispered in panic, and crouched down to collect the empty cans to stop the beer from getting rid of the carpet even more. As the man remained silent, she frowned. "Dad?"

        He murmured something under his breath, her not understanding it at all. After that, he closed his eyes again, a sigh leaving his lips. "Addie, I'm sorry. I promise I'll change,"

        Confusion was the next thing Willow felt after betrayal, and sadness. She could stop asking herself what happened, and why the man decided to get himself drunk, especially that he was going to have a fight in a few hours. It was a mess. Sean Froud was a never ending mess.

        A single tear dropped from the green eyes of Willow Froud before she closed them completely, running away from breaking in front of the man, who really needed her at the moment.

        What was happening?

𓂃 ִֶָ𐀔 — natalia speaks !

if you guys saw my newest tiktoks, you may already suspect that sean obviously will have to do something with willow's choices in season 6..

and you're not wrong.

and i'm back with my motivation so yeahhh, i'll probably mess something up in this book again, but that's only cause the pain is in fashion now 😝😝

next chapter you're getting a buzzcut eli, how y'all feeling about that??