i kinda forgot i also post these here too lol

warning for underage drinking and light smut. this was a one-word tumblr request (literally just "lawrusso sleepover" and i just ran with it). if you'd like to submit a request like that, you can do so in the camptriplepine tumblr inbox (pls it's collecting dust this was my only request--) or just here in the comments. and i can still do cobra kai ships as well. i don't because i usually just do teen lawrusso, but i still can if you want

anyways

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Daniel twirled the phone cord around his finger, grinning despite the nerves fluttering about in his stomach.

"I can't believe he's really doing it!" Ali whispered, to which Jessica playfully swatted her arm.

"He's only been checking him out for forever!" Jessica muttered. "I was gonna say something for him, but--"

"Guys, shh!" Daniel put a finger to his lips, a giggle escaping them. Yeah, he'd probably had a bit much to drink. If he tried to stand now, well, he'd probably fall forward like a rag doll. In his defense, it wasn't his fault. Alcohol wasn't his thing, but with Ali's parents gone and her somehow getting her hands on a margarita kit, well...it wasn't his fault they came in all those sweet fruity flavors.

"Weinberg residence, this is Johnny," Johnny's voice answered, slightly sleepy given the time of night.

"His voice is so warm!" Daniel whispered, eyes wide with fascination as he grasped Jessica's arms, and the two collapsed into another round of giggles.

"Daniel, is that you?" Johnny asked. "What are you doing, man?"

"He recognized my voice!" Daniel hopped up on Ali's bed, leaving the phone behind.

"Get the phone, Daniel!" Ali grabbed it and put it on the bed, handing him the phone to make conversation inescapable. "Go on, be charming!"

"Oh, hey, you!" Daniel started, his face flushing bright red. "I'm super charming, aren't I?"

"Sure...?" Johnny replied. "Are you prank calling me, of all people? Ali has Dutch's number, he's a lot more gullible than me."

"No, I'm not prank calling you!" Daniel replied. "I wanted to tell you something. Something secret. And you have to promise not to tell anyone else, ever. Do you promise?"

"Oh," Johnny sounded slightly taken aback. "I guess so, yeah, I'll keep quiet..."

"Okay," Daniel took a deep breath. He had a weird taste in his mouth from the alcohol, but also the taste of strawberries. Ali had cut him off though; any more, she said, and he'd get sick. "I think you're the prettiest boy in the world, Johnny Lawrence." he looked over at Ali and Jess, who were staring back with flushed faces.

"Larusso," Johnny said, voice hushed. He sounded almost sad, wistful. "Daniel, you can't just...you can't just say stuff like that..."

"Why not?" Daniel asked, and he hated how his voice sounded slightly whiny. "It's true."

"Are you drunk?" Johnny asked, agitation leaking into his tone.

"A little," Daniel admitted. "But I meant it before, too, before the drinks. Do you wanna come over and have a drink? We have strawberry and peach left."

Daniel heard a sigh on Johnny's end of the call. "I'll be there in five." With that, he hung up the call.

"He's coming over!" Daniel covered his blushing face. "He's gonna want a drink--oh my gosh, I'm nervous!"

"Sober up, Larusso!" Ali demanded. "What if he wants to take you out and hook up?"

"Hook up?" Jessica frowned. "But I don't want Daniel to leave..."

"We're not gonna hook up," Daniel insisted. "He's probably just...what if he tries to fight me? He did think we were prank calling, and he said I can't call him pretty..."

"He's not gonna fight you. Trust me, we're well past that." Ali insisted. "He's probably here to tell you he likes you, too, super romantic stuff--"

"Does Johnny know how to be romantic?" Jessica asked. "I don't exactly see him coming down here on a white horse, asking for Daniel's hand."

"Sure he can," Ali shrugged, fishing around for the bag of gummy bears she was working on earlier. "Or, at least he's good in the sack--"

"Who's good in the sack?" a new voice asked, and Johnny Lawrence was crawling in the window.

"Johnny!" Daniel went over to help him, though he was mostly inside already, but he gladly held onto Daniel's hand for a few moments longer than necessary.

"Oh, just your mom. I was giving it to her good last night," Ali replied.

"Oh haha," Johnny sneered, flipping her the bird. "Anyways, um..." his expression turned more reserved, and as much as he seemed embarrassed by it, he seemed unable to keep his eyes off Daniel. "You wanted to talk to me?"

Daniel nodded. "You want a margarita? I like the strawberry...which is why there's not much left, but there's plenty of the peach."

Johnny looked over to where Jess was making herself another generous glass and grinned back at Daniel. "I'm not here for your fruity drinks, Larusso." he said, taking a step towards Daniel, his voice low.

"Then what are you here for?" Daniel whispered, holding onto Johnny's arms, looking up into his eyes.

"Okay, I'm leaving," Jessica shook her head, starting to get up, but Ali grabbed her arm.

"No, no way. These two idiots are not doing it on my bed. You two, lovebirds, get a room." Ali said. "And not my room. Actually, not any room. Keep it PG, please?"

"I was going to--" Johnny started, but Daniel grabbed his wrist and pulled him out, into one of the several guest bedrooms in the mostly empty house.

"Daniel," Johnny murmured. "What you said on the phone earlier..."

"I meant it," Daniel replied, wrapping his arms around Johnny's neck. "You're so pretty, it's hard to look at, but I can't help it, too..."

Johnny's eyes looked dark and full of want. "I'm not kissing you when you're drunk, or anything else...even if you might taste like strawberries..."

"Are you sure?" Daniel asked, pulling away reluctantly, his eyes more Bambi-like than ever. "'M not that drunk..."

"I'm sure," Johnny chuckled, pressing a kiss to Daniel's cheek, the kiss somehow just as longing as one on the lips would have been. "I just wanted to see you, to hear it in person. Now, do you wanna go back to your sleepover, or do you want me to take you home, or something?"

Daniel hummed in thought. "Could we just lay down here for a bit? I just like being with you..."

"Yeah, 'course..." Johnny got under the covers, patting the spot beside him with a nervous smile, and Daniel got on the bed, pulling them off Johnny. "Daniel, what--"

"Can I...?" Daniel put a hand on Johnny's thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze, a sharp jolt of nerves going through him at the beautiful sound of his hitched breath. "Can I sit here, please, Johnny?"

Johnny made a sound like a dog's chew toy being ran over by a steamroller, which made Daniel laugh, but he managed: "Yeah. Yeah, that's alright..."

Daniel swung a leg over Johnny's, straddling his hips, hands cradling Johnny's face. "Just one kiss? Just say the word and I'll stop..."

Johnny admired the boy sitting on his lap, from his tousled hair all the way down to his thighs resting on his own, not to mention the smooth arch of his back. Johnny's hands wondered down his back to the curve of his ass, resisting the urge to squeeze, to flip Larusso over and take what he wanted. "One kiss," he replied in a whisper, as if whispering, doing these things subtly was okay.

Daniel smiled at him so sweetly then, before closing his eyes and pressing his lips to Johnny's. It was soft, faint, like a fairytale kiss; for a terrifying moment, Johnny felt as if he'd forget what it felt like if he didn't get another one.

But he did.

Daniel's kisses slowly melded into something of more desire, a plea, a bargain. His fingers tangled into Johnny's hair as he let out a low moan against his lips. Johnny's hands moved away from Daniels ass and went instead to rub his inner thighs, relishing the gentle whine against his lips, his kiss tasting like candy.

Johnny finally managed to pull away, his forehead resting against Daniel's. "You are not playing fair," Johnny protested, though he definitely did not mean any of the complaining tone in his voice. "That wasn't one kiss."

"Yeah?" Daniel grinned smugly, rolling his hips down onto Johnny's lap, relsihing the feeling of how hard he was against him, drinking in the pretty choked noise Johnny made. "That's usually my rule, Johnny. I can never leave well enough alone. If you want something done..." he tilted Johnny's chin up with just his index finger, their eyes meeting with enough electricity to sting. "I'll give it to you twice..."

"Fuck," Johnny whispered, and next thing Daniel knew, he was being dumped onto the bed awkwardly on his side, Johnny starting out of the room.

"Johnny?" Daniel started. "What the hell, man, what are you doing?"

Johnny looked back, expression unable to hide the want in his eyes and the way his cheeks flushed. "I'm gonna get more drunk than you," he replied. "So we're even. Besides, I bet your fruity drinks aren't half bad..." he winked, and with that, he wondered down the hall, leaving Daniel perplexed and particularly needy.

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i hoped you liked it!

~mw