Eli… Or, Hawk, your boyfriend, hadn’t shown his face in a while. Last thing you’d heard, Rico was supposed to be hooking him up with another tattoo, but he hadn’t came back for Miyagi-Do trainings.

That was until the night of Sensei Lawrence vs Sensei Larusso, where Hawk had made his unexpected return. However, he wore a gloomy expression, and pulled his hood down to reveal a messy patch of hair where his mohawk should’ve been.

The Cobras.

And since then, he had locked himself up in his room, and hadn’t came out. In reality, Hawk was scared that people wouldn’t like him anymore if he didn’t have his badass mohawk.

He thought maybe you wouldn’t love him anymore.

Until you’d finally had enough, and you’d used the key under the gnome to let yourself into his house, marching right up into his bedroom.

And there was Hawk, on his phone with his hood pulled up, looking extremely upset and vulnerable. Upon your arrival, his head shot up and he gulped.

“What… what do you want?” he muttered, avoiding your gaze and trying to draw attention away from his messy hair, scattered purple parts of his shaved mohawk still attached to it.