La Vie En Rose (Eddie Brock/Venom x Reader)
Welp, since this fandom is dead...
Inspired on this beautiful cover:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Ba_WoSZXvw
Life has been good for Eddie lately: he’s got a new job, as a reporter (again); he’s been getting back with Anne; and he’s adapting to Venom or… Venom adapting to Earth? Anyway. Life is good now… Even if he has to eat too much chocolates and tater tots.
Eddie was making his way to see Anne at a café nearby the Washington Square Park. With a smile on his face, he went through the park to be with Anne as soon as possible, he didn’t want to be late and… He’s late. 11:35. He was supposed to be there five minutes ago.
-―Fuck-he muttered while consulting his watch. He walked a little faster.
-―Why in such a hurry, Edster?
-―You already know, Venom-he whispered, looking around to see if anyone is noticing him. Luckily, no one. He continued:-. This is my first date with Anne since she-―
-―Since she left you, I know-―the symbiote interrupted-―, I mean: you’re trying too much.
-―I’m not trying too much! -―Eddie said out loud. A few people who were sitting on benches stared at him and he just smiled awkwardly and continued walking.
-―Really? And are those for me? -―Eddie looked at the bouquet in his hand, he rolled his eyes and replied that he had to give Anne something if he didn’t want to look like an inconsiderate. A couple that walked by stared at him. Eddie didn’t even notice them.-―You remember that she’s still with that doctor, don’t you?
The reporter just stopped short feeling a sting in his chest. Yes it was true. Anne was still in love with Daniel but there was something that made her doubt, and that was Eddie, she couldn’t forget him even if he used her, and maybe now she’s using him, but Eddie still loved her. And it hurts.
-―You know what? What if-―his tone was rude but sorrowful until Venom interrupted:
-―I don’t hear a f-―Brock turned around only to find a gorgeous woman sitting on the grass, with a classical guitar on her lap, her fingers playing gracefully with the strings. Her eyes were glued to the instrument.
Hold me close and hold me fast,
The magic spell you cast,
Her voice. Lord. It took his breath away. He felt a heavy knot in his stomach and throat, his head felt light, as if he was floating but his feet felt like they had fetters.
When you kiss me heaven sighs.
And though I close my eyes,
But it felt so strange and good at the same time.
The guitarist lifted her glance to Eddie in the last verse. She realized his presence and smiled warmly at him. God, his hands started to sweat. What was he? A teenager? He couldn’t look away. His eyes dilated.
When you press me to your heart,
A world where roses bloom
A pink tint painted her cheeks, highlighting her eyes, smile, nose, cheeks. She lowered her head to the fretboard, and the smile on her face blurred away while she made so.
And when you speak...angels sing from above.
Everyday words seem...to turn into love songs.
She was bold enough to look at him again and smile while singing. Oh, lord. Edie couldn’t breathe. Everyone disappeared. It was only Eddie Brock and the guitarist. Only him… And her.
Give your heart and soul to me
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