venomtine's day

His friend didn’t hesitate to nod, the gesture smooth and certain, like she knew exactly who she was, and what to say. He grinned at her, an easy, impish gesture. Why was it easy with Venom? Maybe because she wasn’t his siblings, there wasn’t the same… worry, that had started to creep into his heart.

She pointed out the dangers in sharing secrets, but he wouldn’t be deterred, he needed help, he was young, but he knew it was true. “I don’t know how to hunt, I… I tried, but it was really hard. It was looking at me, and I felt like a monster. I need to hunt, everyone in my family can, and they make Da proud, but not me.” he whispered, eyes sliding to the floor as he failed to keep his gaze on hers, “Can you help me?”