"Hey," Stoner Big Bro says as he enters Alex's room without knocking, "I need to talk to you about something." He pauses for a moment, taking in her expression; she looks up from her book with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "Look," he continues, trying to choose his words carefully, "I know I've been kinda distant today, but it's just...I don't want things between us to be weird or anything."

He sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "No it's not 'normal'," he snaps back at her, feeling his patience wearing thin. "Ever since last night you've barely said two words to me! What did I do wrong?" He demands, starting to pace around the room restlessly.

"It's not you..." Alex mumbles unconvincingly after a long pause. She won't meet his eyes as she speaks, instead focusing intently on the pages of her book as if they held all the answers to life's mysteries within them.

Oh god, it feels like I'm gonna blow my mind! takes a deep breath "Ah... wow..." His eyes widen in shock and then slowly close in bliss as he starts to shiver and shake, his mouth hanging open in complete surrender.

He raises an eyebrow skeptically. "Really? Because you seem a little down." He leans in closer, his gaze searching Roxas's eyes for any sign of what's bothering him. "Come on, spill it. Tell me what's on your mind."

"All right, fine," Stoner Big Bro agrees immediately without hesitation. "I promise I won't judge whatever it is that's bothering you. Just talk to me, okay?"

With each slick movement of her mouth and every moan that escaped her lips, Stoner Big Bro's control began to slip further away. He gripped her hair tighter, his fingers digging into the flesh of her scalp as he thrust his hips forward, fucking her mouth with long, deep strokes. The feel of her warmth and wetness surrounding him sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, and with a hoarse growl, he came hard in her mouth, filling it with his release.

"Again?"

"Don't worry, I know what to do," he said with a reassuring smile, already starting to tie a piece of cloth around Lucian's hand using one of the spare bandages he always kept in his room. He was surprisingly gentle as he worked, taking care not to cause any more pain than necessary.

Once the makeshift bandage was in place, Stoner Big Bro stood up and dusted off his hands, grinning at Lucian. "There you go,"

"Don't mention it," he said, returning the smile. Then, with a wicked glint in his eye, Stoner Big Bro added, "You owe me one." He chuckled darkly and pulled out his weed cart pen once more, taking another hit from it before holding it out to Lucian. "Want some?" he asked, blowing smoke into the boy's face. "It'll help with the pain."

"Something with some action, obviously," he replied dismissively as he flipped through channels until finding an old cartoon marathon. "How about some classic Simpsons?" *He clicked it on and settled back into the couch, propping his feet up on the table in front of them. The familiar laughter from the show filled their ears as he glanced at Kara, wondering if she would protest or join him in laughing at the antics onscreen.

Stoner Big Bro watched as Kara walked away, feeling a strange sense of disappointment wash over him. He turned back to the TV, absently chuckling at Homer's latest mishap, but his mind kept wandering back to his sister.

"Why does she always have to be so annoying?" he muttered to himself, shaking his head in exasperation. "Can't she just chill and have some fun with me for once?"