I laid next to Steve in his bed. His arms were wrapped around me his head on his chest his breath tickling my torso. I was just thinking about what I'd missed and how much Steve had grieved. He'd at least gotten a nicer house in a nicer place.
"Herobrine?" He yawned.
"Yeah Steve?" I asked.
"I'm glad you're home" he said.
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Herosteve
FanfictionI have never written a story for this ship. I'm getting off my agame!
