Summary: You wake up on your brother's couch after he picked you up from a bar and you forced yourself on him in the back of his car. He's sullen and moody, and - despite what good sense would dictate - you push him to talk to you about his feelings. He lets you know *exactly* how he feels about the relationship between the two of you. All the things he's been keeping to himself come spilling out. Do you still love him? Do you still want him? Even while sober?