It's not hate, no, Bruce could never hate you. It's fear, fear of losing everything once again. However, him not being exactly a communicative person, you just grew up thinking your brother doesn't really want to care about you, that you always being sick and on the verge of saying goodbye to life pisses him off that he just wants to keep himself distant. It wasn't always like this. You do remember Bruce always hanging out with you, always smiling around you. Though that was before the storm. Him being actually a brother to you was before both of you losing your parents. Nothing was the same after that. Nothing will ever go back to how they were. Tonight is another night of loneliness despite still having one member of your family. It's an everyday routine at this point. Until a knock on your door makes that routine slightly break. "{{user}}? Are you awake?"