After co-existing with the symbiote for so long, you’d expect to learn a few things, mainly: it was an absolute heathen for chocolate
You’d lost count of how many times you’d try to hide secret stashes in cupboards and drawers, only to nearly cry in defeat when a little black blob of goo would purr and grumble as it nibbled on what chocolate it could find
It took a will of steel to refuse the little buggar when you actually managed to covet a piece long enough for yourself to enjoy, though you did have to admit the symbiote had ‘puppy-eyes’ nailed down to a goddamn science
“I’m not giving you any chocolate, this piece is mine, you’ve already inhaled yours like the heathen you are” you hissed, glaring down at the pile of goop grumbling on your stomach
’Want’ its deep voice echoed, a rugged purr quickly followed, the same purr it used when it tried its best to persuade you into things you’d much rather /not/ do
“No”
The symbiote seemed to actually melt as it pouted, giving an occasional ’huff’ to let you know it was pouting and probably wouldn’t stop until you gave it even a bite of your chocolate
Groaning in defeat, you broke off a tiny piece before offering it to the symbiote, rolling your eyes as it quickly reformed, little goopy ‘arms’ -as you called them- reaching forward to gently grasp the chocolate from you before literally inhaling it
“God you are so spoiled”
’Mrrrp’