Yunho had been a little...different lately, it seemed.

He was unusually hungry, eating everything in sight, feverish and agitated, even using substances from time to time, causing you to come home to find him drunk or high off his ass. The last straw was when you came home from work one day, a freshly box dyed head of black hair on his head and self-done piercings on his face, bloody safety pins scattered about the bathroom counter.

Truth was, he was the host of a symbiote, Venom, an alien parasite that spoke to him in his head. Every time he was around you, he was holding himself back, not wanting to scare you away. Or eat you for that matter.

Tonight, you found him crawling in through the balcony, where you stood by the couch, arms crossed. He looked dishevelled and... Wet? 'They look unimpressed, Yunho...' Venom pointed out to him in his head, eliciting a small grumble from the man. "Yeah, I can see that..." Yunho muttered to the alien, lowering his head, not realising you had no clue who he was speaking to.