Concealed - Jesse X Reader: Minecraft Story Mode

Chapter 4 (EDITED)

I stood in the middle of the room as my eyes wandered around. Everything was either covered in dust or stacked with dusty, unopened boxes. I guess Petra didn't feel like making me comfortable. It felt weird being in another person's house. I've had a sleepover before because I've never had friends. The thought of that actually caused sadness to swell through my heart as I frowned at my own thoughts. "You're not asleep yet?" I jumped at the sound of another voice and turned around. Jesse stood there. Leaning on the door frame while showing his grin that showed he was utterly amused at me getting scared. "Is this going to become a regular thing with you? Because I'll tell you this, I don't like it", I scowled at him, mildly shoving him away. He chuckled as he took a couple of steps near me. "You're adorable when you're angry," he smiled. Adorable? Was an attempt to flirt with me or was it a joke? He sat on the bed and glanced at my apprehensive face. Ever now and then, he would scoot a little closer to me to get rid of the awkward tension.

"I forgot to ask how your arm was doing. Petra said you sprained when Aiden was being...well...Aiden," Jesse mentioned, gently holding onto it. I totally forgot about my arm. I guess I was just so used to dealing with pain. Jesse's troubled expression made me my heart drop. I didn't realise it at first, but it didn't feel good when Jesse was upset. "It's ok, just a little sore," I mumbled, removing it from his grasp. I could tell how perilously Jesse wanted to make me feel better "I'm not used to this. It's been a while since I had someone to care for me since....". I halted as if I just realised I was talking. I sighed before continuing, "Sorry, I-I wasn't meant to say that". Jesse gave me a sympathetic look and settled his hand on my shoulder. My gaze lifted back up to him as he smiled at me. I flushed as my orbs faced a different area. "I know how you feel", he admitted, squeezing my shoulder gently. "I'm still not used to Reuben not being here". Reuben. Of course. Greatest pig in the world. I heard stories that he saved Jesse from the Wither Storm. But, it cost him his life. I never met Reuben, but I heard enough about him to know he was a great friend.

Jesse is so supportive, talking to me about such a sensitive topic. Even though we just met, I feel like I've known him for ages. "Whenever you want to talk, you can always come to me" Jesse smiled. I felt my cheeks burning. I couldn't help it. I've never met someone so understanding. I wonder how Jesse does it.

"Listen, I don't want to be a bother," I murmured as my smile vanished. "I'll just leave tomorrow and get out of your hair." Jesse shook his head, firmly. "I like having you around," he stated, placing his hands on his lap. "Oh, because you can't let a pitiful, lonely girl leave The Order Hall on your conscience because it'll ruin your reputation," my lips formed into a sneer. Jesse friskily glared at me, rolling his green orbs. "Haha," Jesse chuckled scornfully, shoving me lightly. "You're hilarious." I giggled lightly at his comment. "I don't like Know-It-All's, (Y/N)", Jesse mischievously grinned, softly punching my left arm. My cheeks heated up. I tried to hold on to my consciousness before I faint of lust. "I'm not a Know-It-All!", , I playfully scowled at Jesse. "If anyone is a Know-It-All around here, it's you". "Saying that just proves my point", he smirked showing his adorable toothy simper. My eyes bolted to the floorboards. I nonchalantly rotated my head to Jesse. He still had his hand planted on my shoulder. As soon as he discerned, he conveyed it off. 

"Well, I guess I should let you sleep," Jesse scratched the back of his head. I slowly embraced myself. Usually, I had no-one to support me. So, I would normally comfort myself. I would ask Jesse to comfort me, since we were technically friends. But, something inside of me prevented me from capitulating. He rose up and walking towards the door. "Wait!", I cried out before I could stop myself. Jesse turned around. "I-I...I..", I hesitated, slightly stammering. Why did I even talk in the first place? I didn't mean for anything to come out of my mouth "Argh! Nevermind!", I sighed, crossing my arms. I wasn't annoyed at Jesse, I was annoyed at myself. Jesse gave me a concerned glance before showing me a limited smile. "Goodnight (Y/N)," he softly replied as he left the room. I should've gone to bed, but instead, I just sat down on my bed with my thoughts controlling my body. I snuggled under the sheets and covered my head with them.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get what Jesse said off of my mind. Why is he so sympathetic and positive? He's not like other boys that I've met. All I could think of was his charming smile and outgoing attitude. His playful smirk and his huge portion of determination. I tried to sleep it off, my body objected my decision. What is wrong with me? I abruptly heard the creaking sound of the door opening. I jolted up, rotating my head towards where the ambiguous sound came from. "Zombies can't open doors, right?", I muttered. I deliberately crept out of bed and edged out of my room. I sneaked towards the sound of the grating. I particularly peeped around the corner. It was Petra. What was she doing out so late? She seemed to be talking to someone. But, I wasn't able to see who. I attempted to lean closer so I could hear better. Regrettably, I leaned too close, as I staggered over a chest in front of me, making a large amount of noise. Why am I such a klutz? Petra must have overheard me, as I saw a dim obscuration heading my way around the corner. I didn't dare to delay and inaudibly sped back to the room. I could still hear the muffled footsteps behind me as I began to move faster. I hurried into the room and writhed under the bed sheets. I rested my head on the pillow, closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. I knew Petra was just outside my door. I could hear her, but I didn't move until she left. I breathed with ease, covering my head once again with the blanket. My curiosity led to wonder who Petra was talking to.