Dib Is Sick Chapter 37: Fault
Zim: Sassafrass002
Dib: Me
Beta: Sassafrass002
Warnings: Extreme OOCness
Rating: M for later chapters
Disclaimer: We do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Taking the glass of water being offered to him with shaking hands, Dib poured it into his mouth just so he could wash it out before spitting it into the toilet and flushing everything down. Slowly pushing himself up onto shaky legs, he then groaned out lowly, still holding his stomach. "Ugh...That hurt..." He said, throat burning and stomach feeling as though it had been impaled.
Moving himself nearer to him, Zim helped him onto his feet and held him up. "Dib. Mmmf...This was...My fault...I..."He looked down at the floor, ashamed.
Wincing as a sharp pain shot through his body from his abdomen, Dib shook his head slowly. "It's okay...It wasn't your fault...You just wanted me to get better." He said before leaning up heavily against Zim.
Trying to keep his balance for a moment, Zim took the glass from Dib and set it onto the floor before wrapping one arm around his back while using his other to scoop Dib's legs up from the floor to hold him again and take him back to the bedroom. Laying him down onto the bed, he then brought the covers up over him, looking off to the side guiltily as he did this.
Clinging to one of Zim's arms after being set down on the bed, Dib pressed his cheek to it and blinked off into space.
Shifting his gaze back over to Dib, Zim ran a hand through his hair and looked down at him sadly before looking at the bed covers, unsure of what to say to the other.
Without looking up at Zim, Dib closed his eyes and clung even tighter to the Irken's arm. "I love you, Zim..." He said before opening his eyes to stare up at the other's face, frowning a bit when he saw that the antennas he loved to watch oh so much weren't dancing back and forth on top of the alien's head like normal but rather hanging down in defeat.
Lifting his head a little to stare back at the other, Zim quickly shifted his gaze to the side and brought up his free arm to rub over his eyes, biting down on his bottom lip to stop it from quivering or accidentally letting out a whimper.
Eyes narrowing a bit, Dib yanked Zim onto the bed closer to him so he could reach a hand up and take hold of the other's chin, forcing him to look back down at him. "Now, stop it. I already told you it wasn't your fault. So no more tears, okay?" He pressed his lips to Zim's for a moment before pulling away to send the Irken a small smile and wipe his tears away with his fingers again.
Moving his eyes to the side, Zim blushed and frowned a little. "But...But I wasn't crying..." He looked back at Dib in defeat and nodded his head slightly as he wiped away his tears, looking down at the bed covers again while fiddling with them, still blushing quite a bit.
Pushing part of the bed covers away so he could pull Zim closer, Dib tucked them around the both of them and got comfortable pressed up against the Irken's body.
Closing his eyes and nuzzling up against him comfortably, Zim wrapped his arms around him, blinking out a few last tears. "Dib..." He murmured out the other's name.
Dib smiled a little. "Don't cry. I'm not mad at you anymore." He kissed Zim's forehead and then his wet cheeks.
"Mm...I'm not..." Zim rubbed his eyes quickly and looked back at him, eyes still a bit wet. "And I wouldn't care if you were mad with Zim...I just want you to...to be okay and..." He put his arms back around him and nuzzled his face into his chest, mumbling out quietly. "And I...love you...Too." He said in a muffled voice.
Resting a cheek against the top of Zim's head gently, Dib ran his fingers along the length of one of his antennas soothingly. "I know you do...And...If you think it will help, I'll..." He hesitated before swallowing thickly. "I'll let you take me to a hospital for medical treatment." He said before shuddering.
Surprised by those words, Zim looked up at Dib. "Really? You will? Even though it terrifies you?" He hugged him tightly, smiling up at him happily and nodding. "Yes. Zim will take you to a hospital...And I won't leave your side for a minute while you're there, but...Are you sure you want to go through with it?" He asked, knowing how hard that must have been for Dib to agree to.
Dib shook his head. "N-No, I'm not sure...And that's why you better not leave me for even one second! Cause if you do, I'm sure to freak out while I'm there. But I don't want you to worry about me anymore." He hid his face against Zim's head.
"I just want you to get better...And if there's a chance that they will fix this, then I will take you...And...I won't leave you alone." Zim took one of Dib's hands and entwined his fingers with Dib's, putting a kiss on each of his fingers. "Not even for a second." He promised.
Lifting his head, Dib looked down at Zim and sniffled. "I don't care what you have to do. Just don't let them separate us." He said, his earlier fear showing through again.
Starting to feel a little uncertain about all this too, Zim looked up at Dib and nodded. "Dib, I won't let them." He squeezed his hand a little harder. "I won't." He then said as reassurance more for himself.
All this talk about hospitals making him feel tired again, Dib closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to Zim's. "I'm really tired..." He yawned a bit.
Planting a small lick onto his cheek and closing his eyes again, Zim eased his grip on his hand and brought it up to stroke the back of Dib's head, nodding slightly for a short moment.
Nuzzling his face to Zim's chest comfortably and letting out a small yawn, Dib curled in on himself a bit.
Moving his hand down from Dib's hair to wrap his arm around him and hug him in closely, Zim lightly rubbed his face into Dib's hair, sniffing at it a bit before quietly sighing out in content and becoming still.
Breathing gently against the other's chest and clinging to the front of his uniform tightly, Dib fell asleep fairly quickly.
Until next time~