Dib woke with a start, wincing at the light emitting from the lamp on his nightstand. Groggily pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he leaned over to check the clock. It's flashing numbers advocated that it was well past three in the morning. Sighing, he flopped back down against the mattress where the invader curled into him.
"How long was I asleep?" He asked, his eyes meeting Zim's curious ruby gaze.
"Long enough," Zim's lips curled as he let his sly gaze trail along the far wall. "You humans and your sleep."
Dib only smiled and poked at the alien's sides. To be honest, he was getting a little tired of Zim's late-night study sessions, most of which had little to no 'studying' involved. And Zim, being anything but sensitive, repeatedly shut down his complaints about staying up all night despite their having to wake up for Skool early the next morning. Pulling all-nighters over three times a week was starting to take its toll on him, especially under the pressure of making acceptable grades. But all the same, he could never bring himself to say no.
He crossed his legs beneath the sheets, kicking an assortment of notebooks and other such supplies onto the carpet. Not only was he tired all day every day, but the risk of waking up any of his family, particularly Gaz, was something he didn't want to think about. Her room was only right across the hallway, after all, and she would surely have his head on a platter if he so much as disturbed her sleep. Also, the notion of his Dad coming home on some rare occasion to find him with some strange green boy at the wee hours of the morning was a horrible one indeed. There certainly would be a lot of explaining to do…
"It's really late, maybe you should go home and let me sleep." He murmured against an antenna, slipping an arm around Zim's slender waist to pull the small body close to him.
However, his request was cut short by the small snicker that emitted from the now smirking face of the invader. Pulling away from the alien, Dib frowned at his curious expression and the spark of complacency in his large, unblinking eyes.
"What?" Came his only inquiry as Zim bit at his lip to keep from laughing.
Reaching out to nudge the other, Dib noticed an array of dark scribbles across his forearm. Puzzled, he stretched out both arms in front of himself to inspect what mischief the alien had done. Both limbs sported an assortment of Irken insignias and writing. Zim's sniggering only heightened to something apparently hilarious as Dib lifted his shirt to find more of the same sophomoric doodles, running across an occasional misshapen blob which Dib could only guess were Zim's attempt at drawing hearts.
Turning his head to glare at the invader, who now waggled a thick marker through his field of vision, Dib opened his mouth to give reprimand. But Zim was quicker, effortlessly scooting himself into the larger male's lap. Wrapping his arms pleasantly around the base of Dib's neck, Zim snuggled his head beneath Dib's chin and grinned, obviously pleased with himself.
"You're invader property now," Zim pressed himself against the human, ridged tongue snaking out to lick at his lips. "So I can stay as long as I please."
Dib only laughed and complied despite the invader's childish reasoning, fingers moving to grip at his waist and pressing into his mouth to connect his own tongue with the other.
Zim narrowed his eyes, smirking between kisses. "Now the only thing left to do is make those permanent."
Zim is a little too possessive, no?
Review and tell me if you think Dib should further this claim. :3
