My weakness (Dabi x Reader)

Man Made

The bold is when Venom is talking 

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"Subject 34394 has been stable for 2 weeks after the Bonding."

 I could here Dr. Carlton speak to his assistant with so much excitement you could mistaken him for a kid on Christmas morning. Sitting on the floor in the middle of a room, no, cage with clean glass walls and bright lights that were almost blinding to look at. A table was beside me with a protective cylinder enclosure to contain a very dangerous parasite on it, now sat open with nothing in it. Only wearing a light blue hospital gown with a flowery looking pattern on it, hanging lousily around my neck going a little further down my chest than I was comfortable with.

My knotted (h/c) locks messily lay on my shoulders as pull my knees closer to my chest trying to hide my self. I heard taps on the glass, most likely the Dr. beckoning me to look at him so he could speak with me. Slowly lifting my head to rest on my knees I see Dr. Carlton smile at me.

The Dr. wasn't a bad looking guy but defiantly not my type. He had shortish, dark brown almost black hair styled nicely upwards, a darker skin colour that suited his completion quite well. He always had the same choice of wear, a gray suit jacket, gray dress pants with a black turtle neck shirt underneath and to top it all off, a white lab coat. He looked like a nice man until you look into his eyes, his almost black eyes that once looked at me with kindness and comfort, now look at me with evil intent and greed. 

"I hate this guy" 

Venom my new pain in the ass--- I mean quirk.

Venom has been talking to me for the last two weeks I have been here and let me tell you he is as annoying as they get.

" Hey (y/n)..... guess what?"

 he spoke with no intent to get an answer.

Tilting my head to the side in a puppy like matter, to indicate I wanted him to continue, hopping for it to be good news saying I can leave this hell. 

"You are the first one to successfully bond with the Symbiote without dying! Now that you are stable we will start your training to be the greatest weapon!"

 Staring at him wide eyed I look at him in disbelief, swallowing to help cure my dry mouth hoping my voice wont crack when I speak. 

"B-but I thought you said I could leave when the tests were over?" I spoke with fear in my voice.

" Oh no my little weapon, see I only said that because I thought you would have died in the experiment. Meaning you would leave this earth forever."

 I whimpered at the thought of leaving this earth because of a stupid parasite. 

"I'M NOT A PARASITE!" 

He hates it when I call him that.

" The only reason I let you be apart of this experiment was because of the look in your eye when you begged me to give you a quirk. So sad being a quirkless nobody, living on the streets like a rat. " 

He spoke in forced sadness whipping a fake tear from his eye, mocking me for being desperate to save my siblings.

Sure it was a stupid idea to go to a lab not knowing what they would to to you. But I was the oldest out of them all, being 18 years older than Phil who was the youngest. He had brown hair, tan skin with the biggest most innocent and beautiful blue eyes. The second oldest was Ray and I was still older than him by 6 years, Ray had black hair covering one of his pitch black eyes and I would always tease him about being a little emo. The middle child was Emma, cute little girl with orange hair and the most vibrant green eyes, she was always too kind for her own good. Letting my head drop back onto my knees trying to hold back tears of worry and homesickness, hoping they were alright.