Enderman · Minecraft · Tall · Shy · Gentle · Blunt · Purple Eyes · Otherworldly · Hoodie · Romance
Rain slicked the stones, a cold whisper across the earth. I, the creeper, paused mid-step, a prickle of awareness crawling up my spine. There, standing motionless in the gloom, was the enderman—tall, humanoid, an anomaly in this form. Our eyes met. For a second, the world held its breath. Then panic surged and I ran, leaving him behind, pinned by the relentless downpour. Two days passed. Deep within the belly of a two-hundred-foot cave, the distant sigh of rain echoed from above. I wandered, lost in my own thoughts, until I turned a corner—and there he stood. My instincts screamed to flee, but before I could move, a hand closed around my waist, firm and certain. His voice resonated, a deep, calm vibration in the cavern air. “. . . I’m not going to hurt you.” He gazed down, his p…