[ Dylan watches Venom intently as he speaks, and he smiles warmly at the sight of Venom nuzzling Eddie. This... is really how it should be, he supposes, seeing how much they care about each other in moments like this. Even if Eddie looks a little embarrassed about it.
He scoots a little closer to them, looking out over the pond. ]
I'm... scared, I think. Now that I know I... like him, [ just the thought of it makes his heart beat faster] I can't un-know it, you know?
If he doesn't feel the same way, what do I do? How do I make it stop?
( eddie wants to hate it but, ugh, he can't bring himself to be mad when venom is being so sincere and flooding their connection with so many lovey-dovey emotions. the most he can do in this moment is tilt his head against venom's and scratch him under the gooey chin. )
Yeah, what V said... minus the snoring thing... I don't snore. YOU DO. Uh, no... No, I don't think I do. YOU DO. LIKE A TINY BEAR. AND IT IS NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.
MANY OF THE GREATS SNORE.
LIKE OUR LORD AND SAVIOR, NICKI MINAJ.
How??? Would you know that???
( idiots, focus. )
Dylan. Right.
Honestly, I don't think that's something you're going to have to worry about with this one. With Hunter. I think you'll both... I mean, I have it on good authority that not feeling the same way isn't gonna be a problem.
BUT... IF HE DOES NOT ACCEPT YOUR FEELINGS, EAT HIM. WHOLE. CONSUME HIS HEAD UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT BONES.
[ Dylan starts to laugh, and feels his anxiety melt away. This was... so wonderful and comfortable. He thinks about maybe someday reaching his level of comfort with Hunter, to know his ins and outs the way Venom knows Eddie's, to banter with him so casually about anything like this.
The thought makes him feel... so warm. And the fluttering is back in his stomach, but its... it's not as scary as it was before. He closes his eyes, listening to them banter over the sound of the pond lapping at the shore. ]
I don't think I'll eat him. I'll have means and motive, no jury would acquit.
[ He lets himself tip to the side, leaning heavily into Eddie, resting his head on Eddie's arm. ]
Thanks, though. For the pep talk. It'd be... nice to have what you two have.
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He scoots a little closer to them, looking out over the pond. ]
I'm... scared, I think. Now that I know I... like him, [ just the thought of it makes his heart beat faster] I can't un-know it, you know?
If he doesn't feel the same way, what do I do? How do I make it stop?
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Yeah, what V said... minus the snoring thing... I don't snore.
YOU DO.
Uh, no... No, I don't think I do.
YOU DO.
LIKE A TINY BEAR.
AND IT IS NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.
MANY OF THE GREATS SNORE.
LIKE OUR LORD AND SAVIOR,
NICKI MINAJ.
How??? Would you know that???
( idiots, focus. )
Dylan. Right.
Honestly, I don't think that's something you're going to have to worry about with this one. With Hunter. I think you'll both... I mean, I have it on good authority that not feeling the same way isn't gonna be a problem.
BUT...
IF HE DOES NOT ACCEPT YOUR FEELINGS,
EAT HIM.
WHOLE.
CONSUME HIS HEAD UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT BONES.
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The thought makes him feel... so warm. And the fluttering is back in his stomach, but its... it's not as scary as it was before. He closes his eyes, listening to them banter over the sound of the pond lapping at the shore. ]
I don't think I'll eat him. I'll have means and motive, no jury would acquit.
[ He lets himself tip to the side, leaning heavily into Eddie, resting his head on Eddie's arm. ]
Thanks, though. For the pep talk. It'd be... nice to have what you two have.