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they live inside my brain

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Agent Venom save me...

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did i ever post this

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idk if i should say sorry or not

based on that one twitter meme

29 days until hopefully they have kids

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I found this fan art of flash with human venom

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https://twitter.com/Shell_ke/status/1068020534858854401?t=qShWY7b-nR_ldqCoJYTsJw&s=09

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The black room

Eddie longed to feel in control with Flash again, to be his support in some way that he didn't really understand and to finally be alone, alone in the world, alone in the silence.

But now he only felt fear, fear of what was behind that door and what it meant, even with Flash holding his hand so tightly, the noise of the rain and the knocks stunned him.

- I'll open the door you little piece of shit! - Thompson knocked on the door but it stayed closed - are you having fun brat? I'll send Eddie away, see if you'll fucking listen to me.

Eddie couldn't stand that idea.

- I'm scared... - Eddie held Flash's hand tighter, as if he would escape if he dared to let go.

- Eddie... What would you like to do? - Flash's voice was calm and soft, as if everything that was happening would not affect him - wouldn't you like them to go away? That they disappeared?

Flash let go of his hand and looked Eddie in the eyes. Flash had always been the braver of the two, but this time was different.

Eddie could see Flash's face clearly thanks to the light from the lightning in the window, his face was blank.

-...Wouldn't you like them all to die?

25 years later.

- drop that! - Harry ran after the blonde as fast as he could, but it was useless.

- What are you hiding from me, why is it so important?! - This one dodged every movement of the redhead as if it were nothing - is it pornography? Any embarrassing photos?

- it's none of your business! Give me that! - Harry caught him from behind and took him by the neck with one arm while he tried to reach the book with the other, but Flash's arms were longer.

- hey hey what are you doing? Why are you hugging me? Are you a faggot? ! - Flash hits him in the crotch making Harry let go.

- son of a bitch - Ouch! - Harry held his crotch - that's a low blow even for you.

- just let me see your dirty secret - Flash lay down on the couch and opened the book - oh.... What the hell Harry

The book was filled with flash photos, some questionable and some normal, that he took with Harry in high school. Flash frowned as he saw a page full of him playing soccer.

- I can explain it! I like football - Harry snatched the book from his hands - besides, there's nothing strange about having photos of your best friend.

- Best friend? I thought your best friend was Parker, poor thing. - Flash plopped down on the couch and made himself comfortable. - You're a weirdo and you'll always be a weirdo.

- And why are you hanging out with me? - Harry turned his back, offended, and headed to the library to put the book away.

- I like weird things, plus you have money and you invite me to eat free food ~

- So like prostitution? - Harry smiled and raised an eyebrow - but instead of your body... it's your friendship?

-... No - Flash closed his mouth.

Continuará...

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