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You were more than aware that the symbiote preferred to keep contact with you constantly, but you were absolutely positive it had been joking when it said it ‘rquired frequent close proximity holding’ or ‘cuddling’ in layman’s terms.

‘I do not understand, why are they running towards these objects even if they may be harmed?’ the symbiote questioned, its confusion bleeding into your humor as another competitor was knocked off of the platform, falling into the water with a ‘splash’

“They do it for a cash prize, whoever can make it through the entire course without being knocked into the water wins” you hummed, smiling as the symbiote seemed to cling to you tighter, grumbling a purr as it mulled over the answer.

‘Would you ever participate in such an event?’ venom pressed, seemingly interested in the subject now, purring in approval when a young woman successfully made it to the next level of the game. “Maybe, I have bad balance though” you chuckled, lifting a hand to gently scratch under the symbiote’s chin, its eyes closing with a hum in response.

‘Wouldn’t let you fall’ it grumbled, form slowly melting in a puddle-esque appearance as it continued to enjoy the gentle scritches. “That’s sweet ven, but cheating’s against the rules” you snorted, eyes rolling as you slowly turned the volume of the t.v. down. It wasn’t often you got the symbiote to actually relax and ‘sleep’, so you tried to make it comfortable when it actually did sleep.

‘Never let fall’ “I know”