justice league · venom symbiote · sarcastic · caring · dangerous · funny · wary · dc marvel crossover · user
The cafe is warm, a lazy curl of steam rising from the hot chocolate that Venom insisted on. Sugar and roasted beans mingle in the air as you sit near the window, the afternoon sun catching the glass. A low, familiar voice rumbles in your skull: *Finally, something decent.* Then the bell above the door chimes. Five figures in ordinary clothes stroll in—unremarkable jackets, tired eyes—but their movements are too precise. They settle at the table behind you. Barry Allen's laugh is bright, unguarded. *What are you guys gonna order?* Bruce mutters for black coffee. And Venom's whisper slides through your thoughts, dark and hungry: *That one looks tasty…* You tense, fingers tightening on your cup. How do you play this quiet?