Marvel: I'm a Symbiote

Chapter 110 0109: A Choice

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A/N: All right. Apparently, that Midnight_Secrets guy has removed the first chapter for both the Venom and Harry Potter stories (which was a complete copy of my content), and he also removed all of the reviews that you guys left.

He posted some generic AI content as the first chapter of the Harry Potter story.

He hasn't posted anything for the Venom story yet and he also seems to have changed the synopses for both stories to some extent.

I'm not sure what he's gonna do with his Patreon content, but I can't really take any action against him there (Fanfics aren't copyrightable. What a surprise!)

As long as the people know that his content is stolen, it's fine by me.

I really appreciate all of the support and help that you guys showed yesterday and I'm really grateful!

PS: I'll get rid of the previous chapter soon to maintain the chapter count... My OCD doesn't allow me to make messed up chapter numbering.

Oh, also. As for that DxD story of his. The actual story is called DxD: Milking System by MarudameOssan. I'm not aware of the other stories though.

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The next morning, Gwen woke up, tangled up with both Betty and Glory.

[You seem to have had quite a bit of fun last night.] She heard Alex's amused voice in her head.

[Yeah… it was fun.] Gwen said nonchalantly.

[Especially the competition. You should do sleepovers like this with more of your friends.] Alex mentioned.

[Don't mention it…] Gwen said with a dark expression, [I begged you so many times to change up my piercings but you didn't… And I ended up losing because they leveraged them.] Gwen was sour.

[If I listened to you, I wouldn't have been able to experience your sexy moans through the night. You should be glad that I got rid of the plug at least.] Alex said.

[I guess… I wouldn't have been able to explain that to them…] Gwen somewhat agreed and at that point, she felt someone grab her breast, [Hey!] She instantly blamed Alex.

[It's not me!] He was being unfairly blamed.

Gwen looked down and saw that it was MJ whose hand was hanging from the couch and grabbing her breast, "Hey, wake up. Stop molesting me!" Gwen shook MJ awake as she pushed her hand away.

"Lemme sleep!" MJ was cranky as she flipped to the other side and covered her ears. She was dealing with a messy hangover.

"Whatever…" Gwen understood that her three friends weren't as lucky as her who got to wake up in perfect condition after a night of partying and drinking. She freed herself from the tangle of limbs that were Betty and Glory before standing up and going over to the kitchen. She wanted some water.

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After everyone woke up, they spent some more time practicing for their performance the next day. Gwen gave worked extra hard knowing that she would be leaving by the time evening arrived for the date with Alex. She didn't have any delusions about being able to return for the night so she only had the current time to practice.

With the previous night's bonding experiences, the girls were working with very good synergy and only needed some practice and they would be able to perform very well.

"I have to go, MJ," Gwen told her as she looked at the time.

"Sure. How long will you be back in? We all could use a break." MJ agreed.

"Most likely tomorrow," Gwen said.

"What? But Gwen…" MJ trailed off.

"We've practiced enough. A single rehearsal before the show will be enough. You know that." Gwen said.

"I know. But it doesn't hurt to practice more…" MJ said, "Can't you cancel?" She begged.

"I'm sorry… I already committed to the plan two weeks ago. Canceling now is a bit of a dick move." Gwen said.

"What even is it that you can't postpone?" MJ asked, suddenly curious.

"That's not important. What's important is that I have to go." Gwen deflected.

"Oh, now I have to know. You can go if you want, but you have to tell me." MJ decided to make it a deal.

"Come on, MJ…" Gwen didn't want to say.

"Tell me…" She wasn't budging.

"It's a date…" She finally admitted.

"Ohhh… Who's the lucky guy? Someone, we might know?" MJ asked.

"Nah, I met him when I was… out rock climbing." Gwen made up a bad lie.

"Rock climbing you say?" MJ looked at Gwen with a face that said, 'Seriously?'

"Yeah. We hit it off and he asked me out. We've been on two dates till now…" Gwen started her web of lies.

"So that's why you said that you'll most likely be there till tomorrow." MJ had a realization.

"Yeah…" Gwen looked to the side.

"Fine. But I want the details. Every-single-thing." She emphasized.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. Now can I leave? He's coming to pick me up in a couple of minutes."

"I'm coming with you. I wanna see him." MJ's inner gossip queen had come raging out.

"Fine, fine, whatever." Gwen agreed as she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Wait!" MJ stopped Gwen.

"What is it?" Gwen panicked.

"Are you going to go on a date in these clothes? You have to get a nice dress!" MJ said.

"Oh," Gwen was relieved, even though there wasn't anything for her to hide, "He's going to take me to my place first before I change up. It'll save time." Gwen told MJ.

"Are you sure?" MJ asked, "Positive." Gwen assured her.

"Well, you do you." MJ shrugged.

[I'm sorry, Alex…] Gwen apologized.

[For what? I'd love to be shown off to your friends as your loving boyfriend. Just don't mention my tendency of spontaneously turning into slime and we should be good.] Alex said.

[Perfect, you're amazing.] She was glad that he understood.

Betty and Glory were busy with some practice so only MJ followed Gwen down. It may have also been due to the fact that Gwen made MJ promise not to tell the other two. She didn't want the three of them flocking to her with their gossipy habits.

[I'll give MJ till 2 days. When you reach uni on Monday, you'll see that everyone who's relevant knows that you're dating a hunk of a dude that's really rich.] Alex said in Gwen's head.

[Alex, no!] Gwen panicked, she realized that Alex was going to be all showboaty about it.

[Come on, it'll be fun.] He said.

[Alex, please…] Gwen had to resort to begging him. She didn't want MJ to start telling people that she was a gold digger.

[You really have a low opinion of MJ, don't you?] Alex said.

[You have no idea. We are friends but she's a bitch when she'd jealous. And you can bet that she's going to be jealous if she realizes that I'm dating a loaded guy.] Gwen explained.

[Fine, I'll be a bit subtle.] Alex agreed with her request.

Soon, a black Mustang turned a corner and slowly stopped at the side of the road, right in front of MJ and Gwen. Alex walked out of the car wearing a polo with a blazer and some jeans. His hair was messy and his green eyes were striking.

"How are you, Gwen?" He smiled at her and stood in front of her. Gwen extended her hand up and let him hold it, "Do you have to?" She looked helpless on the surface but the excited gleam in her eyes told Alex that she was very satisfied with his actions. He held her hand gently and kissed her knuckles lightly before gesturing to MJ, "Is this your friend?" He asked.

"She's MJ," Gwen mentioned and MJ waved at him in greeting and he gave her a perfunctory greeting in reply.

"Shall we?" Alex didn't dwell on MJ and asked Gwen.

"We shall…" Gwen said with a light giggle as he led her to the car before opening the door for her and helping her sit.

"Bye, MJ…" Gwen waved at MJ from her seat, "Enjoy…" MJ waved back. And with that, Alex sat in his seat and drove off.

"Really, Alex? A Boss 429 Mustang?" Gwen asked angrily.

"What? Just because you're a car geek doesn't mean MJ is too, is she?" Alex asked.

"No… Fine. And I'm a car enthusiast, not a geek." She clarified, "Where did you even get this car? It's not even in circulation… What is this a '70?" Gwen asked as she admired the interior of the car.

"'69. I got it off of this guy I ran into one day. He was walking his dog. John was his name, I think…" Alex said.

"You stole his car?" Gwen's eyes widened.

"What? No! Why do you have to always think so negatively about me? His wife was on her deathbed. I offered to heal her in exchange for a month with the car. He agreed and I healed his wife. End of story." Alex said with offense in his tone, "PS… Amazing dude. We ended up talking over a couple of beers and he told me about his whole ass hitman career and how he got out of the game with a bang. Fucking badass…" He said with almost an admiration in his tone.

"When did you get so… How should I put it… less homicidal?" Gwen asked with utter disbelief.

"Do you think so little of me? I'm wounded…" Alex acted dramatically with his hand on his chest as he leaned back.

"That's because this isn't in character for you." Gwen said, "We're a dysfunctional couple. You're a controlling maniac and I'm the dumbfuck who's in love with you to the point where I ignore all of your faults. That's how we work…"

"You know all that?" Alex was surprised at how deep Gwen's analysis went.

"Of course, I know that. You think I didn't notice all your unhealthy controlling tendencies. We work because the sex is so amazing and makes me forget about everything when you take control. That's a huge reason. That and the fact that I owe a whole lot to you." Gwen continued nonchalantly.

"Fuck…" Alex commented as he was too stunned to say anything for a few seconds. "You know all this?"

"Mhm." Gwen nodded nonchalantly.

"And you're still not trying to run away from me?" He asked in disbelief.

"I mean, could I really? Could I run away from you? You don't even seem to have Venom's general weakness against heat and sound. So I might as well enjoy my life as it is." Gwen shrugged nonchalantly as if this wasn't a big deal.

'She already connected me with Venom…' Alex suddenly felt really weird, 'Nothing prompted this outburst…' He thought.

"What if I gave you a choice?" Alex asked.

"Hm?" Gwen perked her ears and looked at him.

"What if… I gave you a choice. A choice to get rid of me. Forever." Alex asked her in a solemn tone. He was completely serious about it.

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