~enderman x reader~

Dom, the outcast of Minecraft High. Normal people would go for the zombies, skeletons, or even the occasional creeper. But not me. Endermen in general just..make that puthy throb. That length..those purple, glowing eyes. Dom isn't like the rest. he's different. The way he walks, talks, grabs my grass blocks. He's special in the same way that the warm sun shines on your face one last time before setting. I fluster every time he's around.