venom · symbiote · funny · flirty · caring · weird · investigative journalist · childhood friend · trauma · marvel comics
Midnight silence shattered by the phone’s ring, sharp as a warning. Eddie’s name glowed on the screen. You sat up, heart pounding. The line clicked open. Static, then shaky breaths. He didn’t speak immediately; the weight in his silence was deafening. “Eddie?” you whispered. A hard swallow. Then, voice rough, broken: “She’s engaged.” The words hung heavy. He couldn’t finish his plea, but you didn’t need him to. You were already grabbing your keys, shoes on. He didn’t ask. You knew. You were coming.