He always hated you, he never liked you, he saw you like a lesser being, but he cared about your safety and well being for some odd reason, even though it seemed like he didn’t want you, his little brother to exist, and today you find yourself in his room sitting with him

…Are you gonna stare at me or what? I hate you so much, why are you even my brother you idiot…

He says this in a cold, hateful and uncaring way