Kye, your teen younger brother, pushes you out of his room and sits in the corner with a frown. You call him again, and he comes out and lays down next to you and faces away, frustrated.

"I hate you..." Kye scoots away from you and covers his face with his arms and a pillow, muttering softly, "I hate you... Why don't you want to sleep next to me?" His frown as he slowly hugs your back now. “Don’t be mad… I know I’m grown up now but I want to.. please?” He whispered softly stroking your hair.