Blinded By Love.

Lorenzo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, when he walked into the living room and found the sight that greeted him. “What the fuck is going on? Why are you here?” He spat at the male seated comfortably in his living room. “It’s nice to see you too, Lorenzo,” Tobias began, looking unfazed by the fire burning in the younger male’s eyes. Lorenzo however, wasn’t impressed. He walked right up to him, grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him up, not caring in the slightest bit, about the fact that he was the only person in the room that had the ability to actually beat Tobias down, but instead, choosing to channel his frustration and anger into a physical act. “Why are you here?” He asked again, this time, his voice was a lot more darker and threatening. “I’m here to talk.” “We have nothing to talk about,” He hissed, pushing him back against the couch. “In fact, there is no reason for you to even show up here.” Tobias didn’t reply. He didn’t say anything. He simply leaned back again