WARNING: ZADR
Hello! I know I'm supposed to be working on my other fics, but I just decided to try for another oneshot as sort of a break… anyway, this is ZADR, which is plainly obvious as I am a big fan of the pairing…
This is rather short, I know…and it may not make that much sense…well, to me it does, but I'm insane.
Disclaimer: Wow, I usually forget to put disclaimers on my fics. Well, now I'm starting! Invader Zim and all the other characters sadly do not belong to me…but to Jhonen Vasquez…but oh, how I wish they were mine…
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The Zim did not love.
He did not think himself capable of such an emotion. That feeling…it was weak. Love was for pitiful organisms, for inferior beings—like the Dib-thing.
Zim had never really thought of the big-headed boy as anything other than his most hated enemy.
But he did notice something as time passed on.
Every time Zim and Dib were together, everything felt…hot. Their battles, their sharp words, their livid glares…
Hot.
Blindingly, painfully hot.
And yet…for some reason, Zim liked it. He found the hotness irresistible, the hotness surrounding the Dib appealing.
That was why, during their fights, Zim strived to hurt Dib as much as he could. He found it… hotter that way.
It was twisted, yes…sadistic even.
But there came a time when Zim wanted—no, needed more. And soon…he got more. He found something much more intoxicating than their battles.
Dib's kisses.
Every time their tongues battled fiercely for dominance, the Irken tasted the raw hotness, the animalistic pleasure, his desire…
No—Zim may not be capable of love, after all.
But he could indeed lust.
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I rather don't like the ending—I'd rather see Zim love Dib than lust after him. But I couldn't think of anything else…
But who knows, maybe his lust will grow into real love…
