(the first)Minecraft Humanoid mobs x readers

Herobrine

I like this one, probably more than I should.

You were scared to say the least. The server was in a state of panic. Apparently, Herobrine was on the loose. He was looking for victims. You had grabbed your sword, and some metals, so you can start over somewhere else. Well, you made it outside the city, before you heard a quiet "boo." before you blacked out.

You woke up on the floor of a cave. "Wh-" you looked down. You were tied up. "WHAT. NO. WHO THE HELL IS THERE. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?  WHERE THE HELL AM I?" you screamed. "Woah, woah calm down (gender)!" some dude walked in.

He appeared to look like the original Steve, but... different. He was paler, and his clothing was a bit messier. His hair was messier as well. His eyes were white... could it really be? "Are you-" "Herobrine." he nodded. You paled. You instantly attempted to get the ropes off. "Nonononononononono!" you were pulling at the bonds. He sighed and picked you up by the middle of the rope binding your hands.

He put one finger on his lips. "Shhhh. Besides, it's not like you'll escape easily." he rolled his eyes. You looked around. You didn't see any daylight, although there were plenty of lamps. He appeared to have an underground mansion.

You blushed. You weren't usually this close to other people. He smirked, seeing you blush. That's actually one of the few things he wanted. He set you on the couch. "Want anything to drink?" he turned to you. "N-no thank you..." You pulled your knees up closer to your chest.

Herobrine sat by you on the couch, rather close. He turned on the television. "Got any show preference?" he asked, looking towards you. You shook your head no. He changed it to Newbies, a show produced by some gym named Kully. You watched the screen, glancing at Herobrine now and then.

At one point you locked eyes. You blushed and attempted to hide your face between your knees. He grinned and put his arm around your shoulders. Your blush darkened, and you wondered, 'Is he going to kill me, or...'.

Somehow he sensed your fear, and his arm retreated. You glanced over. You wouldn't mind dating him under different circumstances. He was cute, and he seemed nice.

Reader, don't you remember? You had flint and steel in your back pocket! Silly you.

You shifted around a bit, attempting not to let him notice. "If you're looking for your flint and steal, I took 'em." He shrugged. "Face it. You're mine." He smirked. "But... why me?" you asked, beginning to tear up. This may not have been on the list of things he wanted. "Why not any other person?" you questioned, attempting to pull off the bonds. He grabbed your hands, and pulled you closer to him, basically in his lap now. You were too shocked to move so you sat there blushing. "Maybe I didn't want anyone else." He growled. He glanced at your lips for a second, before closing the gap.

The kiss lasted for about three seconds. He pulled away angrily. He was blushing. You were blushing. He made no move to get you off his lap. Instead he wrapped his arms around you. He just buried his face in your shoulder. You placed your still bound hands on his face, and made him look at you. Your blush increased, as you connected your lips.

He pulled you closer if possible. He laid out on the couch, and pulled you on top of him. His hands went to your waist and yours stayed on his face. He connected your lips again.

You parted from his lips, and rested your chin on his chest. "I love you." He said, untying your hands. "That's why I chose you." He untied your feet. You smiled, and ran your hands through his hair. "I love you too." you moved his hair from in front of his face. "Oh, and you're technically moved in with me." He shrugged. You grinned. "That's alright."

sloppy makeouts happened.