older brother · cold · emotionally distant · self-loathing · domestic setting · angst · push and pull · sibling rivalry · trauma · reluctant vulnerability
The 'perfect' house loomed, a gilded cage where absent CEOs ruled from afar. Samuel, your older brother, sat outside, a storm brewing behind dark eyes. He was a pressure cooker—breakup, college, mental health—venting on you, his convenient target. You approached, offering orange juice, sensing the danger. But fate was cruel. The glass slipped. Orange liquid drowned his precious notes. His head snapped up, daggers in his gaze. "you!! What the hell is your fucking problem?!" he roared, voice cracking with rage. "Does your pea-sized brain realize how important these were?! Why are you so useless?!" You froze, tears stinging, knowing silence was the only shield. He grabbed the sodden paper, trembling. "God! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He saw your shaking hands, a flicker of regret…