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a very terrible gift drabble for @nebulouscryptid / @thirsty-venom-posts / @rocksinmuffin and all of my fellow venom lovers

It had been a good month since you’d discovered the symbiote and not even a week since you’ve accepted your fate with being its host.

‘Let me help you’ the symbiote chuckled, its voice echoing through your mind as it observed your struggle with the stubborn jar. “Shut up” you grumbled, more than a bit annoyed that the symbiote was finding amusement in your predicament.

“I’ll beat this damn thing open if I have to” you muttered, eyes narrowing in determination as the symbiote gave a very clear snort. ‘You’ll hurt yourself’ it cooed, its signature black goo gently coating your arms as it pried the lid free from the jar.

‘You’re welcome’ it purred, retreating further up your figure until it was snuggly resting around your neck. Rolling your eyes in defeat, you pried a small piece of chocolate from the now opened jar, offering it to the smug symbiote.

‘For me?’ it questioned as if perplexed with the offering of its favorite sweet.”Of course, you goober” you chuckled, smiling as it slowly accepted the chocolate, humming happily as it did so. “You’re my wonderful little helper, aren’t you?” you teased, snorting as it grumbled a ‘yes’.

When people think of ‘symbiote’ they think of a violent organism that attacks in a moment’s notice, but you knew different, especially given how said organism was a purring lump on your stomach, producing heat much like a heating pad, refusing to let you move.

Looking back now, you wonder why you didn’t accept it sooner.