Favorite spot

Hrolf stared at Gasper with hands akimbo, he was trying as hard as he could not punch him in the face. He had stood in the door for quite some time now and had held himself trying to stop himself not to barge into the room. He had clenched his fist tightly when he had held Ashina yelped out in pain and was hoping that Gasper will have the heart to stop hurting her.

"Why are you here?" He asked Gasper who had just walked out of Ashina's room with a stern look on his face.

"Hrolf, are you the one?" Gasper questioned. Hrolf glanced at Gasper, wondering what he meant by what he had just said.

"You told me you do not like her, you told me I was joking when I insisted that you did but now you went behind me and you asked her out didn't you? Was that the reason why you didn't want me with you?" He asked furiously.

Gasper was hurt, he had believed Hrolf when Hrolf had said he had nothing to do with Ashina. He had taken his word seriously because the Hrolf he knew wasn't one to lie but yet