Could you do a monster interaction on a reader (female pronouns) who Venom possesses and also is his S/O where they’re at a party and the S/O is getting drunk either Venom trying to help his host and love or also being drunk and what is this new experience, you decide what you think would work best, thank you

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Monster Interaction: 

Venom had stubbornly stood his ground about accompanying you to this party. The two of you went back and forth for over an hour while you were getting ready. With his only reason and argument being; 

“I want to make sure you’re safe.” 

You caved when Venom did the little head tilt and purr as he nuzzled against you. But you made him promise to stay concealed unless you have been stabbed or your organs were pouring out of your mouth. 
Venom didn’t much like your wording, but he assured you he’d stay hidden beneath your outfit. But he still fully spliced with you just in case.

Venom has only been around so many people when you were walking down the street. They were loud and laughing. Consuming their drinks like they haven’t seen liquid in years. You paced yourself, but even so, Venom could feel something happening to you. He felt a little something himself, but it was easily pushed aside and shaken off. 

You however, Venom grew more and more concerned as he felt your mind begin to lose grip of its sense. Your vision began to blur and your movements felt heavier. 

“Little One, what is happening?” Venom asked within your head. “You’re getting sick!” 

“Shhhhhhhhhh,” Your tone was slurred as you stumbled into the bathroom. Stumbling to the sink and leaning heavily against it as you stared at your reflection in the mirror. “I’m fine, baaaabe.” 

Venom rumbled, not at all convinced. And you patted your face gently, as if trying to stroke Venom. 
He slithered a tendril out of your clothing to form his face in front of you. Allowing you to touch him properly. 

“(Y/n), you’re body is being poisoned.” Venom hissed. “I must get you home. You must be safe.”

You burped softly and smiled at your lover. “I think… home is a good idea. C-Could you pilot? I don’t wanna walk.” 

Venom instantly took control of your body. Finding it unnervingly easy to slip into the motor function of your mind. Venom settled your mind aside, murmuring to you as he walked your body from the bathroom and out of the party. He gave anyone a glare that tried to talk to you as he passed. 

“Babe! We should get food!” You excitedly chirped from your space in your shared mind. 

“No. Home. You’re body is purging your body of this poison. We need to get home and rest.” 

“But fooooood, Venom.” You whined. Jerking back control for a moment. Stumbling towards the nearest food place. Venom hissed and nudged you aside, hurriedly taking your body home. It was heavy and slack. Every movement held like a hundred pounds being dragged behind you. Venom did not like it. It felt bad. Like he was weaker. 
When he got inside the house, Venom actually had to shot out a few tendrils to keep your body upright as you walked down the hallway. You bounced off the walls like rubber and Venom feared for the bruises if he let that continue. 
By the time he got you to the bedroom, he had separated from you and carried you into the blankets. Tendrils writhing all around your body to remove your clothing and shoes. Taking the utmost care to keep your body still as it filtered out the liquid in you.

“Can we cuddle?” You asked, as Venom tucked the blanket over your half naked form. He nuzzled against your neck and nodded. 

“Of course, Little One. We can cuddle.” 

“Thank you, baaabe. I love yooooou.” Your voice carried into a yawn and almost as soon as your eyes closed, Venom felt your mind fall into sleep. He settled around you protectively. Holding you close as Venom kept an eye on your blood levels.