A/N: Slightly AU, as usual.
086. choices
There are choices one must make in life ... but to be completely honest; Dib didn't exactly choose his boyfriend. Well, that's how he felt about it anyway. He used to hate his boyfriend, actually. They were bitter rivals constantly on the verge of destroying each other. But time marched on, and they both grew a little mentally. They both learned more about life and heartache. And somehow their twisted obsession with each other became something much more.
And eventually, Dib realized he could love his rival with an intensity that matched or even surpassed his former hate. Yet, he still concluded (in a scientific manner almost) that he did not choose his Irken boyfriend. It wasn't a simple matter of choice; of cause and effect; of a hypothesis with a final solution. It wasn't something science - or anything in the supernatural world could explain.
As he lay next to Zim in his bed; he opened his eyes and looked to the Irken, studying him with his eyes. Zim had made Dib think more about life, more about things like fate or that everything happens for a reason. Whatever drew them together was like a force that was uncontrollable. Like gravity.
Dib smiled at his Irken and thought that regardless ... he would have chosen Zim as his boyfriend anyway. By this point, he couldn't even imagine being with anyone else. The alien had filled something inside him, something that was missing. And he finally felt whole.
The human boy kissed his sleeping boyfriend on the lips and smiled in spite of himself. He knew all his pondering was irrelevant ... for he didn't care why it was that Zim had ended up by his side. All he cared about was the fact that Zim was there.