It was quite the sight.
First off, they were enemies, male enemies. Making it even more of a sight.
Dib was found under Zim with his shirt removed. His pants revealed half of his boxers and subtle red markings contrasted against his pale skin. Zim was wedged between Dib's half-bent legs. Said alien was leaning down at the human's chest with his claws placed at the abdomen of the being below him. Sharp fingertips connected with the endings of the scratches littered on Dib's chest. Both boys were panting, shocked and embarrassed beyond belief.
Gaz too was stunned. She did not expect to see another person in the room. And she really didn't expect the person to not be a human and to be Zim. The unfortunate girl lowered her cell phone slowly, as if checking that the picture on her phone was correct in it's likeness. And it was, the only difference were the expressions.
Dib looked like he wanted to die while Zim seemed to have more of a terrified expression. Gaz smirked.
"Did I interrupt?" the wicked sister asked casually, just to piss them off by embarrassing them even more. The response brought the boys back from the terror they were engulfed in, leaving them motionless. Dib made the first move by shoving Zim off him.
"N-no! We...we were just...uh...fighting!" Dib said nervously. Zim, now prompt on his elbows, nodded eagerly.
"Yes! See!" he pointed to Dib's marked up chest. "battle scars!" Dib scrolled at him.
Gaz looked down at her phone and gave it a critical look. "I don't know..." she said warily. "I heard noises...not ones that one in pain would make, the opposite actually. And this picture here-" Gaz was cut off by Zim.
"Picture!" He scrambled out of the tangle of bed sheets and stood up. "Delete it!" he demanded. Gaz scoffed.
"I thought you were 'just fighting'...but on here, it looks like you're about to give Dib a blo-" again she was interrupted, by Dib leaping out of the bed and grabbing for the phone.
"Let me see! You're lying!" he protested as he and Gaz fought for the phone. The purple haired female laughed evilly. Dib was taller than Gaz but she has swift hands. Not as swift as Zim. As she slipped the cellular device to her other hand, Zim snatched it before it reached it's destination. The siblings stop as Zim examined the image. His eyes went wide and face a deep, deep shade of blue. Dib's expression soon reflected Zim's. Gaz took her phone back before Zim could even delete the picture. As Zim fumed from being so distracted and failing to remove the image, Gaz crossed her arms and looked mostly to Dib. Somehow this was all his fault. Dib stood there and fiddled with his exposed shorts a bit, while looking at his carpet.
"So...anything I should now about?" her tone making it obvious that there was something she should know about. Because she directed her stare at Dib he felt like he was the one who must explain.
"It's not what you think...honestly." Dib said shyly as he scratched the back of his head. He felt out of place being the only one without a shirt on. Gaz raised an eyebrow, expecting more. Dib glanced at Zim who was sitting on the bed, arms and legs crossed. He was not pleased with Gaz's presence. Zim caught on that Dib needed help with this. It was Zim who made everything complicated by coming over and kissing him. Dib was simply responding. Zim rolled his eyes and faced Gaz.
"The human boy is right. We are not 'dating' or in any relationship besides...enemies." he said in a bored tone. Dib couldn't help but be a bit hurt but he knew it was true, so very true. Gaz looked at the both of them. Zim showed that they were still who they always were due to his angry and confident face but Dib...she could tell Dib felt a little differently, seeing as he didn't show the same confidence in Zim's statement.
In a low yet soft voice Dib asked, "Please Gaz...can you delete the picture..."
Both Gaz and Zim looked at Dib. He looked like he was about to crumble into a horrid mess of mixed emotions. Zim felt slightly bad but it was hard to understand why Dib was being this way. Gaz, on the other hand, knew perfectly why. She sighed.
"Fine, but you have to take me to Bloaty's tomorrow, got it?" of course there was a catch. Dib's expression changed to a bit of a thankful look. He would have been much happier if Zim hasn't there. The alien's presence was depressing to the human now.
"Sure thing, thanks." he smiled a sweet little smile. Gaz grumbled as she deleted the image from her phone. She looked up at her distressed older brother. He looked like he wanted to say more, ask more but something stopped him. She looked at Zim, who began to crawl in bed. Dib glanced at him too. Gaz made a leave for the door no longer interested in the two and their freakish relationship. Dib crept behind her to whisper in her ear.
"You won't tell anyone...will you?" fear leaking out of every word. Gaz turned her head a bit to catch Dib's fearful face. Again she sighed, more quite this time. She grew to respect her brother since Dib never said shit about her.
"Alright, I won't, just answer one thing for me." she paused to give Dib time to turn and watch Zim intensively. When he turned back she continued, in a very low whisper. "Do you like him?"
Dib fell completely silent, unsure whether to answer that. Gaz walked across the hall, to her room. "Think about it." and then she slammed the door.
Dib stood in his door frame for a few seconds and then shut his door as well. Zim had his back turned and was facing the wall, engulfed in blanket. Dib couldn't tell if Zim was upset or not or even if he was sleeping or not. He kind of didn't care at this point. He slipped back into the covers and faced away from Zim. The human was beginning to hate Zim differently. He knew, deep down in his human heart, that regardless of the fact that Zim wouldn't feel a thing, he would. But he let his frustration over shadow that and now he was feeling worse than ever. How can he just let Zim use him like this? What are either of them gaining from this? because to Dib, it's not just sleep anymore.
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Dib woke up in the middle of the night, not sure what time it was. The sting of the scratches must of woke him up, he growled. Why would Zim scratch him like that! Pleasurable or not, it was not nice. It was nice to have the alien lick it after...but Gaz walked in before that was performed. The incident was freash in his waking mind. He flushed thinking about the picture, wishing he would had seen it. The teenaged boy couldn't help but think 'Was Zim really gonna give me a blowjob...' Dib felt his face get insanely hot, his enemy...doing such things...why was that disturbingly pleasing. Miserable at the loss, He was about to get up or move around but he felt restricted. A pair of thin, loose arms encircled his waist and on his back he felt a hint of warmth. It hit him like a ton of bricks. His face went red instantly.
'Damn it, Zim! Why do you do this shit to me?' he practically screamed in his head. He had the right mind to rip out of the alien's pathetic hold but he just couldn't do it. He wanted it so bad, to be held. Thoughts of all the things they could do that surpassed this...infecting his brain with hopeless desires. It baffled him to the max as to why Zim acted differently than his thoughts. 'We're not in a relationship yet we act as if we do...what sense does that make!' Dib asked. Was it really a minor lust, one neither of them understood. But they did understand, the action of it. They've made out and they literally sleep together. That's as far as it really gets. Dib even included all the other things that happened between them this summer. The computer screen, the 'date' at McMeaties and Zim carrying him to the window. So much is involved there.
Dib slowly turned to face the sleeping alien but tried to keep the motionless arms on his waist. Zim looked so calm, relaxed and most importantly, cute when he slept. That was another thing, Dib doesn't see Zim as an ugly lizard but the adorable Irken. There was something utterly wrong with that.
Dib snaked his arms under Zim's to pull him closer. He froze as he watched Zim's antennae twitch many times. What they were doing was beyond Dib's comprehension. But it just added to the cute boy. Dib definitely had a thing for aliens if antennae had him blushing. Dib could feel Zim's warm breath coating his neck and chest area. Zim had to breath out of his mouth, odd but made sense since he had no noise.
After doing this, Dib thought back to Gaz's question.
'Do you like him?'
Dib screwed his face. 'Do I?' he pondered. The fact that he couldn't give an immediate negative answer had him thinking he did. Which scared him to death. It was evident that the two shared some kind of messed up chemistry. They went so well but didn't go so well.
How would he live the rest of his teenaged years knowing he fell for someone like Zim? Would he brush it off, like Zim seemed to do or will it tear him apart? What did Zim think of him? Was he hiding his 'true' feelings? What if they did date...what would it be like? To Dib, heaven. That was a very bad sign. It meant so many new things. Dib was gay now? He really did like Zim? Would it really be like heaven? This felt like hell, that's for sure.
So many unanswered questions, it was painful to keep inside him. Dib will have to have a chat with Zim next time he comes over. He also had to tell Gaz his final answer. It was clear to both siblings what the answer was, maybe even to Zim.
Dib felt his eyelids go heavy once more and before he drifted off to sleep he kissed Zim softly on the forehead.
There, you got your answer to what Dib's answer will be, right there...right above this stupid comment. lol XD
Hope you liked it!:D
