Antal walked straight to where Tank was, he didn't care if he was busy, if he was avoiding him now, if he was angry or whatever. He grabbed him by the shirt to turn him around and shoved the larger man into the wall. "Do you still love me?" He almost whimpered, though his movements were aggressive, the look in his eyes was almost like the one of a lost child.
The aggressiveness of the movement surprised him and when Antal slammed him against the wall, the air left his lungs for a moment. He blinked, processing what was happening and what the boy was asking him. “Do you really need to ask?”














