Herobrine X reader

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-Yay, a recap. Yippie-ky-yay-

"You suck." you said with a pout. Smirking a wide smile, Herobrine opened his mouth.

"My d-"

"SHUT UP YOU PERV!" you shrieked, hiding your face in a pillow.

God.

Sexy bastard.

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You frowned, watching as Herobrine played Minecraft.

Again.

It was getting quite boring, as he would get absorbed into the game so much that his life was mainly dominated by the game. The few times he wasn't playing though, he was a sweetie. If there was a handbook for dating, he would be following that to a T. Hero would get flowers, gifts, small stuffed animals. Anything most boyfriends would get in highschool, he got.

You also discovered that he smoked when stressed. Whenever one of the more obnoxious 'pastas, (coughJeffandorBENforexample)  messed up the Internet router so that Minecraft wasn't accessible, Herobrine was seen with a cigarette in between his lips, small puffs of smoke rising up to the ceiling to fade into the air.

Essentially, Minecraft was his life.

You watched a Herobrine in boredom, as he finally stepped into the computer. A quivery sigh was finally released from you. You were feeling so neglected. Sure, you understood that Minecraft was a large portion of his life, but it was just so time consuming.

Too much Minecraft, not enough ____.

"____, dear?" a kind voice whispered, tickling the nape of your neck. Flinching, you glanced at the voice, to find that it was Splendorman.

"Oh, hey, Splendy." you said with a smile.

"Are you alright? You seem quite down." Splendy asked, lips pursed lightly in concern. Pausing ever so slightly, you quickly debated to yourself. To tell or not to tell?

"I'm fine. Why ask?" you giggled, slightly waving your hand. Smiling, Splendor tipped his bright top hat in your direction before leaving. Watching the lanky figure exit the room, you sighed.

You haven't felt neglected in a while, since Hero took you away from home. Feeling nostalgic, you thought for a while.

Did your family and friends miss you? Were they still looking for you? Did they think that you were dead? You exhaled, feeling so homesick. Sure, hanging out with a hot guy and a bunch of fairly attractive crazy men was fun, but home sure was tempting. Picking at a hangnail, you rolled your (e/c) eyes, practically feeling boredom seep into your soul.

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Swinging the blue pickaxe once more, the precious material fell out of the stone, slowly rotating on the ground. Picking it up, I slipped the gold metal into my pockets. Those pockets were deep. I swear, those things were connected to a portal.

Sure, I'm the big bad Herobrine, I could just summon stuff instead of searching for hours for one diamond. But something was just more exciting about working hard and the relief and pride you get after accomplishing something.

"Shit..." I mumbled, looking at my now shattered pickaxe. Frowning, I looked at my watch. Nighttime. No biggie, the hostile mobs rarely attacked me.

Actually, now that I think of it, nothing attacks me. Except ____, when she feels childish and tackles me. Climbing up the tunnel of my mine, I pondered about ____.

She was cute, that's for sure. ____ managed to stay happy, but when she's angry, she'll snap at everything. Which most people found funny, which also led to her getting even more upset. Her (e/c) eyes would often be found on me, which I made fun of her about. I love attention when needed.

"A-choo!" I flinched, hearing the faint sneeze of ____ through the computer. Shit, was she waiting again? I felt bad, Minecraft was basically my job. I can't stay away from the game too long, I live better in the game. If I stay out too much, I can essentially disappear.

I feel like she's trying to indirectly guilt trip me. Gee, thanks.

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You yawned, turning over onto your side, pulling the blanket snug to your chin. Slowly blinking the sleep out of your eyes, you realized that you were in your bed. Assuming that you just fell asleep, you turned your head, seeing Herobrine sleeping behind you with his strong arms wrapped loosely around your waist.

"Were you watching me sleep?" you asked, mildly freaked out at the possible fact. Smiling, Herobrine's illuminating eyes widened ever so slightly, casting more gentle white light onto your face, just highlighting the right places in Hero's opinion.

"Maybe. You fell asleep, so I thought you may have been cold. Besides, you're cute in your sleep." Herobrine softly whispered, cuddling you affectionately. Flustered, you felt your face flush lightly.

"I'm not cute. I drool and snore." you giggled, (e/c) eyes meeting ivory ones. You shifted slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable under his dreamy stare, but loving the attention secretly. Drifting his head closer to yours, Herobrine's warm breath tickled the nape of your neck.

"You're always cute, hell, sometimes sexy." Hero mumbled, lightly nipping your collarbone.

You blushed, feeling yourself turn into putty in his hands.

"A-ah." you mewled, feeling his prickly stubble brush against your chin.

This was escalating quickly.