Hawk X Reader ~ Cobra Kai | SMUT

Meeting Him In Juvie (PART 1)

I've gotten into a couple of fights sure, but none as bad as this. I'm pretty well known because I'm the teen boxing champion in my hometown. That's against the girls and guys; in case you thought otherwise. So a lot of people will just try and fight me whether I'm getting groceries or just eating with my friends. I just wish they would give me a heads up so I wouldn't go all out when they attack me out of nowhere.

This morning I was walking to school and some random girl just comes out of nowhere and punches me in the face with brass knuckles. I immediately punch her right back with full force in her stomach and then her face; not on purpose of course. She falls to the ground -luckily not on her face- I quickly apologize realizing my mistake. "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" I bent down next to her looking around to see if anyone had noticed. I was instantly met by phone flashes and gasping teens. Usually, I just knock them out without witnesses, but this time there were a lot of people. Why would she attack me in front of so many people? Didn't she know she would get in trouble too? 

Well, that's how I ended up in juvie and now they're taking away my boxing scholarship so at this point I have nothing to lose. "Sorry for putting all this on you, but I just wanted to get that off my chest," I say to my roommate who luckily could not hear me due to their headphones. Walking up to my cell door I look through the small window toward the cell in front of me. They're so lucky they have an actual window that points outside instead of mine that only lets me look at other cell doors. I can only see half of the window, but I guess I should be gracious since most people can't see anything.

I pull one of the books out that I took from the library. I had randomly picked it up so I wasn't surprised to find out it was about some girl and her friends who ride horses. Does it seem like anyone in here really wants to read about fucking friendship? "Couldn't they give us some smut books or at least a playboy magazine! No, we get fucking horses!!?" I hear my cellmate let out a chuckle causing me to flinch. She hasn't spoken the entire week I've been here. 

"Oh my gosh. You can hear me?"

"Well yeah these ear pods have cut wires"

After a small pause, we both break out laughing, "My bad I thought they were just Bluetooth." Trying to get a hold of myself I ask, "So why haven't you talked to me this entire week?".

"Well, I know you as the boxing champion of our town. I was scared shitless until you started rambling on to yourself for three days. After a while, I just didn't know how to approach you."

"Oh, I guess I can be a bit intimidating. Anyways you already know why I'm in here. Why are you?"

"Oh, I hate my house so I just beat up the same person every time I get out. All my friends are here, but I could do without the food."

"Uhm.."

"OOh don't worry we fight until we knock each other out. He likes being in here too."- and she was intimidated by me?

"Well, I guess ya gotta do what ya gotta do." I shrug, she was about to say something, but then the lunch bell rings and our door slides open like it does every day at 12. That's when I realize, I still don't know her name. Guess ill just ask later then.

She stands on the left side of the door and me on the right waiting for the over-glorified officer to check my bed. On our side are the girls and on the other side are the guys. The guys here are pretty crusty, but that's not surprising. I mean there in juvie so of course all their pants sag and they have buzzed hair. Looking around I make eye contact with a guy that has a face tattoo. He winks at me. 

I remember him from yesterday when he tried to trade my body for his pudding; like what the fuck? I quickly look away but end up making eye contact with an even more hideous creature. He has a red mohawk. This is 2021 who wears mohawks anymore; better yet who finds them attractive. Plus he has something I'm assuming to be a tattoo on his lip. At least his pants don't sag. He catches me starring at him and I dart my eyes to the guard. If I make bring any more attention to myself I don't know what ill do.