Desensitized (Herobrine X Hacker!Reader)

Part 2

After banging on the doors for a few more seconds, you slide with your back to the door. "Hhhh... Now what?"

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Bang bang bang BANG!

You slam your fists hard into the door, sure that eventually they will open. Grumbling, you moan about being hungry under your breath, tired and annoyed with your terrible service here. "Please! I need a SNACK!" Finally, the door unlocks, and it cracks open just enough for you to see the man's form through it; though, he appears very different to when you first saw him. He sways slightly, in baggy pajamas, dark circles underneath his glowing eyes. His face alone tells you just how, done, he is with, just.. everything involving anything but sleep.

"..My guards tell me you are the one who keeps banging on the DOOR!" He erupts, now anger and annoyance showing, joining his dead on the inside look. You stumble a little at the outburts, but you hunger brings you back rather quickly.

You whine, "I'm hungry.." you plead. The man just rubs his face with one hand irritatedly.

"My gosh, woman, you already ATE. We have given you three whole meals now for the past two days, surely that is enough!" He speaks, still trying to figure out what to do with his tired self. You still give him a pleading look.

"Yeah-but, I need a snack."

"Ugh." He is clearly irritated, but already knows you will just bang harder if he leaves you here with no words being said or anything. "...Do.. do you even realize how long I wondered what that banging was?.. Like, you never sToP!" He informs groggily, now leaning a bit on the door with the struggle to stay upright. You just look back at him with the biggest puppy dog eyes you've got!

"Please... all the food I have been given is so bland.. I need something sweet to eat, please?" You beg, nearly pulling out the innocent little girl act. In truth, you haven't slept ever since you arrived, since you don't trust this place one bit! And you have barely eaten anything either, only the bits of food you figured couldn't have been poisoned as easily, like bread. And.. you just want to leave the library for once. It is so, boring! Maybe on the quest to get you exactly what you want, the man will let you out to the kitchen or something.

"Sweet?... Like a cookie?.." He asks, emphasis with a raised eyebrow and more awake self. You nod vigorously. Yes, that should have plenty of sugar to help keep you awake. "Heh, really?" He scoffs, then proceeds in slamming the door on your face. You wait a few moments, until his footsteps are a decent distance...

BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!

"Alright! Alright! Alright!!" The door is quickly swings open, the ticked off man about ready to just let you go at this point.. or throw you into lava. You don't exactly plan on going too far as to risk your own survival. "Just.. stop, please." And with that, he gestures for you to leave through the doors at your own will. Freedom!- Kind of. You rush out like a freed rabbit. "Ah-ah! Not so fast. *yawn* I have to be able to see you at all times, so try to or even accidentally hide, and your roaming privileges are gone. Got it?" He groans. You nod, excited to finally be out of there after so long.

The man strides forward, something about his baggy, fluffy black pajama pants with yellow star designs sewn into them taking away a big portion of his intimidation factor. But, you still have to make sure you don't get over confident. He's still technically the same guy.... Pfff! Those stars are adorable. (XD I don'the even know where I am going with this!) (The next day~ I has returned, and am thoroughly embarassed! 😅 I REALLY want to delete that now but I also kind of don't!)

"So.. um, can you... read minds?" You ask out of the blue. It is so quiet as you two walk down the hall that you get annoyed with it rather quickly. You watch as the man straightens, still striding ahead of you.

"Why do you ask?" He asks, a little huffy.

"Oh, I have been doing a little research about you in that handy library.. Your name is Herobrine, right?" You watch as his form tightens upon hearing. "and, I found a lot of different books with a lot of contridicting inform-"

"That is unnecessary information. I suggest you stick to your own business, or thst life of yours won't be as long as you'd wi-"

"But that's the thing! I want to help, well not really, but you get the point- BUT I still have no idea exactly who it is you are fighting and how exactly you expect me to fight back!" You interrupt, which he too interrupts.

"For the love of Notch would you please just cut that out!?"

"What? Asking questions?!"

"YES!!"

".... I just need to know-" The man turns around to better face you, continuing to walk, backwards, as he shows you a face of anger you aren't sure is amped up by the bags under his eyes or detracted because of it!

"Yes, I am Herobrine! No, I am not going to tell you anything about myself! And I will get to all that other stuff later!" He ends with a large huff, swinging back around and stomping a little with his continued steps. Thinking about it all, you- wait is that a new scar on the back of his neck?! You don't remember it being there before when he "escorted" you in just a couple days ago! And it looks like a pretty nasty one too. Like he had been whipped with barbed wire or something; and it tucked under his shirt, hinting that there was more to it!

"...Hey, um.." You start softly, trying to bring it up in the best of ways, which you quickly give up on, blurting out your question, "Is that a scar on the back of your neck?!" You watch as the man's hand whips to exactly where the scar is, both feeling for it and covering it up at the same time.

"Yeah, so what?" He grumbles, obviously not into talking. Thinking back, he never was.

"It looks painful! H-how did you get it?" You have to lower your voice a little when you realize just how obnoxious you probably sound.... Eh, when did you ever care?!

"Funny you should ask," He starts off, actually forcing out a little chuckle, "This is from that last fight I had with my 'foe."

"Wait, what? Hhow did you heal so quickly?!"

"Amazing what a little magic and SLEEP will do for you." You almost feel as if he is hinting at something there..

"...Ah." And silence follows. Good thing the kitchen is just around the corner, of you might have, well, felt like talking again I guess.. maybe.

"Hh, finally here. The kitchen." He speaks, gesturing outward once through the kitchen door, not sounding or looking impressed. He should be though! The entire room sparkles, and the food in here actually looks good! Not the same kind of "expired slop" you have been receiving, and diligently flushing down the toilet. From here, you will be sure none of it is poisoned! You honestly don't know why you are so scared of dying here thanks to food, of all things! It's just that sickening feeling which has also kept you up all night last night and the one before.

Excitedly, you dig through the chests full of all sorts of food. Some, luckily, contain ice in them too, preserving the raw meat inside. You obviously only look in those, only checking for icecream. The man, uh, Herobrine, stands in the doorway like a ghost, watching you stiffly as you storm through his food supply, grabbing all you can carry, but not so much thst it looks like you are desperate for food of course.

"That sure looks like one big snack." He comments with a blank expression, a little sarcasm straining his voice. You think of several come-backs, but choose not to say any of them. Once you find and grab a fist full of cookies, shoving one in your mouth, you glance back to see Herobrine roll his head over, spinning around and leaving before you even say anything. "Keep up if you'd like to live!" He hollars. You scoff. In no way is he actually going to kill you if you disobey... right?....

You scurry forward, not willing to take any chances. And, when you finally get back to the library, and are all alone once again, it is time for a FEAST!