In Love With A Myth | A Herobrine X Reader

Markimoo

Alesa, Clara, and you had drove to the mall, hoping to find some cute Minecraft gear like Creeper hats and such. A Game Stop sat beside the Hot Topic, a familiar face inside. You almost squealed.

"Is that who I think it is?" you asked Alesa, pointing toward the store.

She looked, the man inside turning around. It was indeed, the legendary Markimoo.

"Oh my God. It's Mark." Alesa covered her mouth, excited.

You hugged her, "We have got to go talk to him." Clara said.

But you disagreed. "Why don't I just go? You two go on and shop for a bit. We don't want to over crowd him."

They both nodded, you letting go of Alesa. With a smile, you walked over to the Game Stop. Mark was checking out the new releases, a puzzled look on his face. You opened the door, the bell thing dinging to tell the cashier you were here. Mark didn't glance over.

You started looking at the Minecraft guidebooks, standing beside Mark. He was so short and adorable. You gave him a quick glance over, checking him out in a way. He was wearing his usual M tee with black pants and shoes. He kept looking at the games, some multiplayer, some single player. You turned back to the books.

"Hey, what's a good multiplayer game?" he asked you, you blushed. Dang his voice was so handsome...

"Hm? Oh, I don't know, Mark." you replied.

He turned toward you with a weird look. "How do you know me?" he cocked an eyebrow.

You blushed red. "I-I watch your videos..." you stuttered, embarrassed and fangirling at the same time.

"Ah. Another fangirl." he leaned on the wall, "You're cute." He gave you this look that almost made your nose bleed.

"Staaahp." you covered your face with your shirt. "Stop being so freaking adorably handsome."

He laughed, "Why? I only asked for help with a game and called you cute. You're the one making it weird." he said with a grin.

Oh, this was so much harder than you thought.

"Hey, you here with someone?" he asked.

"Yeah. My cousin."

"Who's your cousin?"

"SkyDoesMC." 

"Really? Maybe you can come over to my place for a bit. You play Minecraft?"

You nodded. "I don't have a skin or name yet though... " Mark thought for a second.

"Why don't we head to the food court for a bit?" he asked.

"Yeah. Let me just find Alesa and Clara... " you took out your (color) phone and texted Alesa. A few seconds later, she texted back, telling that she was outside with Clara waiting. "Alright. They're outside."

"Alright. Let's go." Mark smiled, walking out with you.

He held open the door, letting you out before him. Alesa sat on a bench with Clara, holding back a scream. You walked up to them beside Mark.

"Well hello there, ladies." he smiled, you rolling your eyes.

You lightly slugged hiss arm, "They're taken, dude." Mark just chuckled.

Alesa stood, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you, Mark." she said, her voice slightly energized.

Mark nodded, "Pleasure's mine."

~Time Skip~

"Why not... hm...." Mark sat a bit hunched over, a fry in his fingers. You sat beside him, sipping at a Dr. Pepper. Alesa and Clara were back at Hot Topic, leaving you two to think of names. "Well, first off- what do you like to do? Like- hobbies, animals, things?" Mark continued to quiz you.

"Uh... " you thought for a second. "Minecraft, Herobrin-"

"Woah, woah. What?" Mark interrupted you. "Did you just say Him?" he took a bite of the fry.

"Yeeeaaah...? Why?"

Mark shook his head. "Continue."

"Tigers, well- big cats in general, you, Wattpad (see what I did?), sports, and the outdoors." you finished.

"Hm... That's a lot to work with... How bout the Minecraft Ranger? No... too guyish... How bout The Tiger Girl?" he finished off the fry.

You nodded, "Sounds about right."

"Sweetness." he grinned.

~Time Skip~ (Again, I know... Writer's Block...)

Back at Mark's, you had gone back to the Team Crafted house and picked up your laptop and tablet. You didn't feel like leaving Hero alone without you for a long time. Mark had gone out of his way to ask if you could spend the night at his apartment. Adam had at first thought it was a bad idea, but knowing Mark, he wouldn't dare do anything too drastic.

But, Mark was also stubborn. He had carried in your bag, laptop, and tablet. Not including the groceries he had picked up along with his new recording equipment from the post office. You just sat on the couch as he asked, watching.

"Maaaark. I want to help." you whined.

Mark closed the door behind him. "I'm already done. Besides, it wasn't much." you could tell he was showing off at this point.

"You know, I have a boyfriend, right?" you retorted.

He nodded, picking up a controller box. "Yeah, Adam told me."

"Good." you crossed your arms. "Now where can I sleep?"