Venom [✔️]

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For the first time ever since I got to this stupid ass planet, I actually found someone who hasn't caused me any kind of pain.

Apparently, he might be my perfect match. But unfortunately, he's a bit of a loser.

His name is Mark Lee. He's Canadian, but he's also Korean apparently? He's nineteen years old, and he just joined a group called "NCT" not too long ago. But, there's the fact that he lost his previous job and he lost his girlfriend, whatever a girlfriend is. He's been picked on plenty of times too, since he's from Canada. It seems that he cries a lot too, but mostly when he's alone.

How pathetic.

Anyway, apparently the woman that transferred me into Mark was his mom, whatever a mom is. And he seems to be very distraught about her death. But the fact of the matter is, I didn't kill her like I killed everyone else.

Her immune system was already bad, so having me inside of her only made it worse. Then when I left her, her body just instantly shut down. So technically, I was keeping her alive until I was transferred into Mark.

As of now, he's about to witness the burden he has to bear, now that he's stuck with me. First, the hunger. Then, the fever. And finally, achieving symbiosis.

Only time will tell if he's really my match, and if not, he'll see just what he's gotten himself into~.

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I woke up in the middle of the night, but I don't remember coming to bed? I don't remember a lot of what happened, except for my mom's death...

I guess I really am all alone now...

I soon snapped out of my depressing thoughts when I heard my stomach growling. I shouldn't be hungry if I ate a few hours ago, but I'm extremely hungry? Like, starving hungry?

I quickly went down to the kitchen, but also quietly, as to not wake anyone up. I quickly searched around to at least find something to eat, anything at this point.

I searched until I found a bag of tater tots, then I found a bottle of Pepsi in the fridge. I didn't even warm up the tater tots and I ate them while drinking the Pepsi.

But strangely, I was still hungry.

I continued to search the fridge until I found something: a shit ton of shrimp skewers. I quickly grabbed five of them, and started munching away, accidentally breaking some of the sticks in the process.

When I got to the fourth skewer, for some reason my vision got super clouded with black and white splotches, but it went away fairly quickly.

After my I finished the last skewer, I went back to my room. A few minutes after I laid down, I started feeling sick. Very sick. When I got up to go to the bathroom, I started feeling nauseous. Very nauseous.

I quickly rushed to bathroom, and I almost immediately started vomiting, losing everything that I just ate right into the toilet bowl. I was stuck there for at least ten or fifteen minutes until it finally stopped, leaving me weak, tired, and breathless.

"What the hell is wrong with me...?"

I started feeling really cold, even though I was sweating profusely. I got up to go to bed, and I could feel myself shivering, along with my weakness.

I crawled into bed and just stared up at the ceiling. I tried to steady my breathing as I laid there in a miserable cold sweat.

'Mark'

I abruptly heard a voice say my name, making me sit upright from shock and fear.

I looked around the room, but no one is in here but me. I started seeing black and white again, and I started feeling dizzy. I stared blankly at the ceiling once more, until I could no longer keep my eyes open.

-

Mark is apparently pretty weak, despite his slight masculinity.

And it seems like he gets scared pretty easily. All I did was say his name, and he just freaked out.

But, to my surprise, he handled to first faze of ravenous hunger fairly well, even if it's just the first faze. But with his weakness, I doubt he'll be able to handle the fever.

*Knock knock*

I heard a knock at the door, but I can't generally do anything about it. After a few more knocks, I heard the door open.

Dumbass Mark forgot to lock it...

"Mark-hyung? You in here? It's Jeno"

Who the hell is Jeno???

This brown haired boy was suddenly visible in the room as he walked in further. When he saw Mark, he quickly rushed over to him and felt his forehead, immediately retracting his hand back after feeling how hot he was.

He quickly picked him up and carried us out of the room, and off to who knows where. So annoying...

Either way, if Mark does happen to survive this fever, it'll be apparent that he's my match. He may have gotten on my good side, since he hasn't caused me any pain, yet.

But, only time will tell if I'll come around to actually liking him.