Herobrine X reader

Chapter 20

He was such an overprotective bastard.

But you really didn't mind. Until he gets hurt.

WAIT, DID YOU JUST THINK THAT? BAD MIND, BAD!

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You blushed a deep shade of red, shaking your head slightly. Shielding your face with your hands, you blushed into your hands.

After collecting yourself, you removed your hands from your face, to look at the relaxed face of Herobrine. Lightly touching the stab wound on his abdomen, you quickly recoiled your hand back after seeing his face twitch in pain.

"H-Herobrine?" you whispered, lightly poking his hand. No response. Sighing, you plopped your head onto the mattress, near Hero's shoulder. Feeling your eyes grow heavy, you fell into the loving gentle hands of sleep.

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You sighed, feeling warm and very content. Slowly cracking your eyes open, you saw turquoise in your face.

...

Uhm, okay. Rubbing your eyes, you looked up, to see Herobrine's face extremely close to your face.

EEP! OKAY, CALM YOUR TITS, ____, CALM YOUR TITS.

You felt heat rush to your face, probably redder than a tomato. Taking the time to study your position, you noticed that Herobrine was now on his side, a tanned arm slung onto your waist. The both of you were facing each other, bodies curved slightly, as if spooning, but facing each other. Your slender legs were tangled slightly between Herobrine's jean clad ones. Hero was still resting, with his face dangerously close to yours.

Okay, now how to get out?

Uhm...

Carefully maneuvering your legs out between Hero's, you managed not to make too much noise or bump your leg onto his. Alright, managed to complete part one of "Get the Hell out of this Comfy Awkward Position."

Now, part two: "The Arm." Slowly lowering your arm down onto Herobrine's arm, you lightly gripped his hand, slowly lifting your hand at an agonizingly painful pace. Gently setting the hand down, you released your hand. Part two, complete.

Alrighty, now to get out! Sitting up as quietly as you could, you swung your legs over the edge of the bed.

Squek!

You pinched your face, displeased with the sound. The body behind you shifted, rolling slightly.

Dang, Herobrine's a light sleeper. Setting your bare feet onto the cold floor, you slowly lifted your butt off the bed.

Squeaaaaak!

Oh, fuck nuggets. Everything just has to make a noise when you're trying to be quiet. You heard a slight grumble behind you. Freezing, you waited for the sound to die out.

"Mhhm..." you heard, before a massive squeak sounded, but not from you.

You yelped, feeling a pair of arms grab you from behind, dragging you back onto the bed.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" a deep voice grumbled.

Well, mission "Get the Hell out of this Comfy Awkward Position," failed.