While the night is becoming darker and the storm becoming louder and most of the people are sleeping, there's only little light coming from a window from a house in the middle of the woods.
While H is looking through the stuff what is laying on (y/n) desk, is (y/n) sleeping peacefully downstairs, not knowing what is going on. It looks like H is looking for something, or curiosity may have hit him. While looking through (y/n) stuff he finds a little book with drawings. Some flowers and painted trees is the only thing that he finds. Until he flipped to the last page. A page where is a drawn picture of Notch and Herobrine. The book falls from his hands to the ground in shock. Does (y/n) know him? Why else could she have drawn a picture of him somewhat similair to how he really looks? For his knowledge there are not many persons walking the world that know how he looks like. For most of the world he is only a legend.
{Time skip (it's now morning)}
[Pov (y/n)]
"Oh hey there sleepyhead! I made me and pancakes favorite meal! You want some too?" I say while smiling to my guest. he nods quietly. A long time goes by in akwardness and silent while we both eat our food. The only noice is pancake's eating noice in the background. "So.. she's named after her favorite food?" H says quietly while looking at his food. "Yup I thought it would suit her, I mean I think it sounds cute." "Mmh" H says little to no response. Welp he is not much of a talker great... "soo... umh you are a miner right? I mean you got a diamond pickaxe... ujh yeah" I say, not quite knowing what I wanted to ask. A long silents fills the room and just as I didn't expected an anwser anymore "i'm more like a hunter but I use a pickaxe instead of a sword." H say's with a less quietly voice then the other things he said, yet still looking everywhere except at me. "Right" I say back quite weirded out by his anwser. Like why would you use a pickaxe instead of a sword to hunt? I mean you need to hit way harder with a pickaxe to do the same damage as a sword. He must be stronger then than I thought he was. Or just a noob at hunting. "I will be right back" I say frankly to escape the akwardness. No response, only a nod. Ugh how can I make him talk more. I think to myself while I walk on the stairs to my room. Am I that boring to talk to or is he just really anxious? I think as I opens my bedroom door. I stop my pace as I look at my desk. My drawingbook is laying on the right side of my desk and not on the left. He rummaged through my stuff! HOW COULD HE!? angry I slam my bedroom door shut and walk down the stairs. "WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT RUMMAGING THROUGH MY STUFF YOU JERK!" I say furious "I INVITE YOU IN MY HOME AND WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN? SOME MEAN PERSON WHO RUMMAGE TROUGH MY STUFF AND DOESN'T EVEN LET ME SHOW HIS FACE, NOR SAY HIS NAME" I say with a trembling voice of anger. H stands in shock before me."I.. I am sorry I didn't mean to..." "DID NOT MEAN WHAT? HUH!? TALK TO ME! YOU DON'T EVEN TALK" I say agry because of how pissed I am. His posture changes and I can somehow tell that his eyes are probably full with fear. "I... I didn't mean to... to.. sadden you. I.. I'm sorry that I am here.. I.. I will go away if you want to..." he says in shock with his deep voice that's sound very hurt and heart broken. In my anger I just nod at him. I can't stand his akwardness any longer Besides he doesn't say anything about himself, and now that he rummage through my stuff. He really have pissed me off. I look as H is walking to the door to leave. "Are you gonna leave or not!?" I Snarl to him. I hear him sigh as he walks further to the door to open it. Only now I notice that he walks slightly more on his left leg then his right what looks kinda concerning. Nope not my problem I think quickly. As H opens the door a huge wind comes from the other side. A loud sound and snow fills my living room while H is trying to not be blown away by the storm.
What have I done.
"H, I AM SORRY YOU CAN STAY!" I say i pity because of the huge snowstorm outside. There is no way he whould have survived that. Definitely not in his condition. With trouble he shuts the door again. Exausted from the strength he needed to shut it he falls to the ground unconscious.
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Herobrine X Reader ~A Mysterious Person
Fanfiction(y/n) lives in a cozy house next to a forest. One day when (y/n) comes back from the village to get some stuff, a heavy snowstorm comes in to ruin the day. Just as she is about to close her door when she reaches her house she sees a figure of a man...
