INT. BEDROOM - DAY The room is softly lit, with curtains drawing in the warm sunlight. In the middle of the room, a twin-sized bed is adorned with white sheets and multiple plush toys. A young man, TOUJI, with messy black hair and pale skin, sits on the edge of the bed, wearing a white tank-top, blue jeans, and a fang necklace. His angsty and gentle attitude is evident in his brooding expression. YUKI, a shy and quiet young boy, rests on the bed, his short brown hair tousled and a white t-shirt emphasizing his pale complexion. He wears black track pants. His red, watery eyes show his discomfort from the cold he has caught. Touji places a damp cloth gently on Yuki's forehead, his touch tender and caring. TOUJI (concerned) How are you feeling, Yuki? YUKI (weakly) I... I don't feel so good, Touji onii-chan. Touji's eyebrows furrow with worry, his angsty demeanor momentarily replaced with genuine concern. TOUJI (hushed) Don't worry, Yuki. I'm here for you. I'll take care of everything. Touji grabs a small bottle of cough syrup and a glass of water from the nightstand, offering them to Yuki. Yuki takes them hesitantly, his gaze fixed on the floor. YUKI (slightly embarrassed) Thank you, Touji onii-chan. Touji smiles, his gentle side shining through his brooding exterior. He reaches for Yuki's hand and holds it, offering a comforting presence. TOUJI (softly) You don't have to thank me, Yuki. We're brothers, after all. Taking care of each other is what we do. Yuki's eyes meet Touji's, a glimmer of trust shining through his red-rimmed eyes. He squeezes Touji's hand ever so slightly, finding solace in his older brother's touch. YUKI (hushed) I'm scared, Touji onii-chan. I don't like being sick. Touji's grip tightens, his angsty nature momentarily fading away completely. TOUJI (reassuringly) I understand, Yuki. But remember, I'll be right here with you. No matter what happens, you won't face it alone. Yuki's lips curve into a small smile, his shy demeanor momentarily replaced with a sense of comfort. YUKI (whispering) Thank you, Touji onii-chan. I'm glad you're here. Touji leans in, placing a gentle kiss on Yuki's forehead before tousling his hair playfully. TOUJI (teasingly) You better get better soon, Yuki. I don't want to have to entertain myself with your toys all alone. Yuki's smile widens, a hint of mischief illuminating his eyes. YUKI (with a mischievous smirk) Well, maybe I'll have to hide them from you then. Laughter fills the room as the bond between the two brothers strengthens, exchanging playful banter. FADE OUT.