Raiders: An Entity 303 x Herobrine Fanfic

CHAPTER 18: ENTITY AND HEROBRINE'S SILENT FEELINGS

Herobrine jerked when Entity suddenly ran to him and wrapped his arms around him.

In a moment or so, Entity pulled off, breathing nervously.

"What just got into your mind Hero!? What if the dragon devours you completely!?", Entity nervously shreiked.

Entity felt really nervous– so nervous, he felt like he was exploding. Especially when he saw Herobrine being swallowed alive by the gigantic dragon. He could hear and feel his own heart thumping against his ribcage crazily like a hammer pummeling against his chest.

"What if you can't get out of its body!? What if–!"

Entity breathed heavily. He could just pour out his nervousness now– he can't control it. He can't stop the flood of words coming out from his mouth.

"What if you died!?"

Entity wasn't aware of the tears that slipped out from the corner of his eyes. His fists were held in a ball.

Herobrine just stared at him, mouth slightly open.

"Ch-chill! I-I'm okay now! No need to-to get nervous. I–"
"Shut up! I-you're giving me heart attacks!"

Herobrine just fell quiet, staring at the shaken man before him.

Entity took a few, deep calming breaths, and faced the confused gay warrior before him.

"I-I apologize for shouting... It's just I'm-I'm nervous...", Entity shakily apologized.

Herobrine awkwardly nodded.

"It's okay.", he said.

Suddenly, he groaned painfully, and fell on the grass.

Entity knelt down, and carried Herobrine bridal style.

"H-hey–!"
"Don't talk! I need to heal you."

Herobrine felt really dizzy now– his energy was all sapped out from the blood loss.

Entity teleported to his own cabin, and set him on the makeshift bed.

"Herobrine, you okay?", he asked the weakened warrior gently.
"I-I'm alright...", Herobrine mumbled.

Then he gave a pained groan, holding his right arm.

Entity gasped, and took some gauzes and some disinfectant. (Don't ask me where those came from: he just can't walk away without health kits or first aids or whatever.)

He approached Herobrine, and lifted his arm up.

"Oww!", Herobrine winced.
"Oh, I'm sorry...", Entity apologized, wrapping the gauze carefully on the wound.

He strapped the wounded arm tightly but comfortable enough for Herobrine.

"Thanks...", Herobrine smiled.
"You're welcome.", Entity smiled back.
"You need to rest now...", he added.

Herobrine nodded feebly, watching Entity as he strode off to his seat. Out of weakness, Herobrine fell asleep.

Entity took a glance at Herobrine's sleeping form.

He smiled, seeing him so peaceful, his chest gently rising and falling at his every breath. He could hear him snore from all of the tiredness and exhaustion.

Entity can't help but slowly walk towards the sleeping gay, careful not to wake him up. He gently sat on the bed beside him, and caressed his rough, dark brown hair.

It was rough– really rough and tangled– so obviously Herobrine never had hair-grooming for years.

But he wasn't that bothered much by the hair tangling between his slick fingers: