The Haunted ships and one-shots!

Grayson x Drakebrine

This story has both a one-sided Grayson x Drake and Herobrine x Grayson. Really, it's actually more Grayson x Drake, in the beginning at least. I am very conflicted rather I should make a part two or not...
In case you haven't noticed, I might have an obsession with Drakebrine. I just love possessed characters!
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The ex-commander stood in the mountain top home of the hybrid, looking down as the waves crashed against the rocks, the aroma of the ocean water filling his nostrils. The sun was setting beyond the horizon, the air beginning to become chilly as night slowly fell on the land. Grayson shivered, rubbing his arm from the cold. It always got cold by the time dusk set. He took in a deep breath, a smile on his face.

  "Hey, Grayson!"

Grayson turned around, facing the hybrid. He approached him, his black and brown hair flowing in the cool breeze. His Enderman eye and white eye both had a slight beautiful glow to them, Ender particles flowing slowly around his body. He had a large smile on his face, a chuckle leaving his throat.
Grayson's smile widened, his cheeks getting red. He loved having Drake around; everything about him he adored. He was intelligent, collected, kind, helpful. He loved him, but he could never get himself to confess to Drake face to face. He didn't want to be rejected and ruin the relationship they already had.

  "What's up, man?" He said, his cheeks flush and heart racing. At least he was good at hiding abnormal behavior around his crush.

Drake spoke, yawning as he stretched his arms. "I'm going to try to get some rest. We have a long day ahead of-"

Grayson gasped when his friend suddenly let out a cry. The hybrid fell to his knees, holding his head in pain. The blonde ran to Drake, holding him underneath his arms to pull him up to his feet. He hated seeing his love in pain.

  "Drake! Are you okay? You're still having headaches?" He said in concern, holding back the urge to wipe away his tears of pain.

Drake stood, rubbing his head as the pain faded. "Yeah. They've been getting worse lately."

He pulled away from Grayson, continuing to rub his aching head. He forced up a small chuckle. "Ow. That hurt."

  "I'll get you a water bottle!" Grayson said, searching through his backpack until he grabbed a full glass bottle.

He pulled it out, handing it to Drake with sweaty hands. He was glad that Drake didn't notice his body sweating and the blush on his face. It felt good to move on from his deceased wife, even if his new love interest was a guy...
The Mage thanked him, opening the bottle and chugging down it's contents. He pulled it away from his lips, closing it before he handed it back to Grayson. The ex-commander took it, putting it it back into his backpack, but he never ripped his gaze from his secret love.
He scratched the back of his neck, his heart racing. He wanted to confess. Tell him, don't tell him. What if he did feel the same? What if he didn't?
He looked away from Drake, his feelings making his face burn and chest ache. He wondered why now of all times he was beginning to feel these symptoms of love that he was usually so good at hiding. How much longer could he keep his emotions bottled up inside?

  "Drake, I...uh..." He choked on his words.

Drake turned to him with a coo. Grayson looked back up at him, his friend being able to tower over him. He looked so adorable! Grayson shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts. He swallowed a lump in his throat.