Herobrine & Steve X Reader

I am a miner!

(A/N) I should say that nothing except for blocks and mobs are blocky like in minecraft. They are all realistic. Also, unless a tool is damaged or worn out, there is absolutley no durability thing for a tool.

(Your pov)

You roll out of your bed, acedentaly flinging your female cat, Snow, to the ground. She hisses at you before troting out of the room. You mumble a sorry and atempt to wipe the sleep from your eyes. You then yawn and streach. Another day of mining. You had set on a goal to find at least three diamonds until the next month. You change into your usual (f/c) tee shirt and (2nd f/c) pants.

You walk out of your room to see the hallway leading to the living room, then the kitchen. You grab a worn, brown satchel and place a few unlit torches in it along with matches and apples. You grab the diamond pick your father left you before he... Passed... And went to the cave that you usualy go to, saying a goodbye to Snow before shuting the door. You knew the cave by heart, except fo the unlit places where torches hadn't ben placed.

You hapily jog to the cave and take a deep breath before moving inside.

The place was damp and cold, but you didn't mind. As you go deeper, you get a bit more on edge. You become aware of every sound, every shadow, every movement. You finaly reach the place where you placed your last torch yesterday. You fish out a torch and a match from your satchel and light the torch. You hear a quiet kssk, kisssk as a Creeper aproched. You took out your speacial obsidian sword and charged at the sound, killing the Creeper with a swift movement of your sword. You let out a relieved sigh.

"Where do these things come from, anyway?" You asked yourself. "The Nether?"

You adventure deeper into the cave. You start to feel a bit of heat from the lava as you found an abandon mining system. Compleate with a mine cart! Lucky you! You notice something in the cart. A chest. You open the chest and found a few golden ingots and iron ingots along with one emerald. You smile at yourself as you put the newly found treasured in your satchel.

You checked your watch. 5:39 pm., it read. You cursed yourself. You were usualy home at around 4:00 pm., but it seemed that you got carried away with the mining. You bit into an apple and decided that one night in a cave wouldn't be so bad. You walked a bit farther down the system when you noticed something shiny. You hold your torch to it to see a faint light blue ore. DIAMONDS! You almost scream, but, knowing that mobs are atracted to sound, you kept silent.

You bring up your diamond pick down on the ore a few times until it finaly gives up a shiny diamond. You inspect the hole you made with your torch and see another diamond. You mined that one, too. You crawl out of the hole, place your torch down, and to a small, silly victory dance. Once done, you checked your watch again. 1:06 am. You felt a bit tired as you walked down the way you came, folowing the shining light of the torches. You almost colapse when you find the minecart with the chest. You made no second thought of taking a nap in the chest to protect you from the mobs.

~t-i-m-e-s-k-i-p!~

You rub your eyes and checked your watch. 11:43 am. You silently groan as you lift the cover of the chest just a bit. No mobs in sight. You open it fully and sprint to the next torch, accedentaly steping on a Slime in the process. Poor Slimey. You stop and then make a dash to the next. A few Zombies were blocking the one that you were about to run at. You cover your mouth to hide a gasp as one turned its head in your diraction.

"What do I do now!?" You whisper screamed as you hid behind a corner. You peek around the corner and ready your pick (pickaxe). You creep through the shadows, ninja style, as you get closer to the Zombies. Once close enough, you jab your pick into the nearest Zombies skull, killing it. The other two take notice and run/limp towards you. You slash ones gut with your sword and chop the others head clean off.

You full out run to the next one. A Cave Spider droped from the celing and bit your leg because that was the only thing it could grab on to. You stab its abdomen with the end of your pick and colapse to one knee, rubing your sore shin. You look up to see what seemed to be daylight. You strugle to your feet, feeling the poisons effects, and dash to freedom.

Instead of geting out of the cave, you slam into something sturdy and warm. It gave off a deep 'omph' when you hit it. You push off of it with one hand while rubing your head with the other. You blinked your eyes open and looked at what you were touching. A cyan cloth with small red splotches. Wait. What? You pull your hand back and looked up a bit. Two glowing white eyes looked down on you.

'Holy shit!' You scream in your head. You just mouth the words instead and step back. He seemed to hide a faint smile, knowing what you mouthed. He went back to a straight face and reached out a hand. You take a step back as he took a step forwards. You squease your eyes shut, waiting for the sting of a blade, or the shater of a potion. A small tear escaped. What you felt was more shocking, though.

He had placed a hand on your cheek and brushed the tear away with his thumb. You opened your eyes just a bit, then fully. He had his eyebrows furrowed, thinking. He traced his hand down to your chin, feeling your smooth skin, and then to your heart. He retracted his hand and looked up behind you. He then knocked you out with some kind of spell. You fell backwards before shuting your eyes.

You hear voices before you black out. A deep, enticing voice, and a bit higher in pitch, noble voice. Were they arguing? Or were they just talking? What were they doing? You asked yourself before blacking out entirley.