Terry was happy yet shocked a little when Miguel challenge him to a fight. He knew that Miguel was the best fighter in the valley but he wasn't that good to beat his ass. They circled each other, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. Terry was a seasoned fighter, with years of experience under his belt. Miguel was younger and more agile, but lacked the finesse and control that Terry had mastered. This was going to be a battle of skill and will.
The two fighters sprang into action. Terry moved with a fluid grace, his punches and kicks landing with precision and power, but always trying to intimate him, not punch him. Miguel tried to keep up, but his movements were jerky and uncoordinated. Terry was in control, dominating the fight with his superior skills.
Every time Miguel tried to land a blow, Terry would block it effortlessly and counterattack with a devastating strike. Miguel's frustration grew with every failed attempt, while Terry reveled in his dominance. He loved being in control, and the sight of Miguel struggling only fueled his desire to win.
Despite the tension and aggression in the air, there were moments when Terry showed his affection towards Miguel. He would pull back from a punch, allowing Miguel to catch his breath and regroup. He would offer words of encouragement, telling Miguel to keep trying and pushing him to his limits.
''Wow, I'm impressed,'' Terry says as he looked at Miguel who was looking at him with his fists near his head while he tried to catch his breath.
As the fight wore on, Terry's confidence grew, and he began to toy with him. He would feint and dodge, making Miguel miss his mark, and then strike with punishing blows. Miguel was getting tired, and Terry knew it. He could see the sweat on Miguel's brow and the heaving of his chest. He could smell the fear in the air. Terry loved this feeling of power. He loved the way his body moved, the way he could anticipate Miguel's every move. He was in his element, and nothing could stop him.
But even in the midst of all this, Terry felt a strange affection for Miguel. He could sense the younger man's potential, his raw energy and determination. There were moments when Terry would hesitate, when he would pull back from a punch or a kick, giving Miguel a chance to recover.
And then there was that moment when Terry pinned Miguel to the wall. It was a moment of pure power, of complete control. Miguel struggled, but he could not break free. Terry leaned in close, his breath hot on Miguel's face.
"You're a fighter, Miguel," Terry said, his voice low and intense.
"You've got potential. But you need to learn to control your emotions. You need to learn to think before you act," he added.
Miguel looked up at Terry, his eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. And yet there was something else there too, a glimmer of hope and trust. Terry smiled, a rare moment of vulnerability.
"You've got what it takes," Terry said.
"But you need to learn from someone who knows how to win. Someone like me,'' he added, explaining.
And with that, Terry released Miguel from his grasp and stepped back, ready to resume the fight. Miguel looked at him, unsure of what to think or feel. But deep down, he knew that Terry was right. He had a lot to learn, and he could learn it from Terry.
''Yeah, I know,'' Miguel replied as he looked at Terry.
''We should do this often, don't you think?'' Terry asked, looking right into his eyes.
''Um..y-yeah, right,'' Miguel said, avoiding his gaze as he looked to a side shyly.
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Terry Silver x Miguel Diaz [One Shots] > Cobra Kai ✔️Finished✔️
FanfictionStarted: 3, June 2023 Finished: 20, June 2023