summary : ask me again my i keep you here pet [zadr .
disclaimer : invader zim owns me, not the other way around
CORRODE
03 : PROMISES
A sound - soft and metallic, woke Dib up.
He felt warm, contented and it took a few moments for his sleep muddled brain to realise in reality, this was a bad thing.
Cursing, the boy lurched upright and a habitual hand shot out to search for his much-needed glasses.
There was a low and lazy chuckle, and though the sound was deceptively calm and Dib was still drowsy it was a chuckle the boy would recognise anywhere.
His searching hand touched cool glass and the vision aids were hurriedly put in place.
Zim was leaning against the cage, arms threaded thoughtlessly though the bars, "morning Pet, did you sleep well?"
The boy glared in responce and hurriedly pushed the beautifully warm blanket away from himself. "I'm not your pet," he hissed defiantly.
Zim smirked, "if you say so Pet." The irkens eyelids lowered slightly and the smirk softened, "I brought you some breakfast."
It was then Dib realised the door to his cell was open.
Zim followed the boys gaze slowly even though he knew where it would lead. "And some company too, without these bars between us."
Dib's mind practically spun with the posibilities - excape plans and half-formed plots ploughed through him after being stoppered away for so long.
Could Zim really be idiotic enough...?
The alien again chuckled, "don't get your hopes to high, the next gate is locked quite shut." He lifted himself off the bars he was pressed against and with the steady 'clack' of his irken-grade military boots he entered the boys prison, grabbing a plastic food tray as he passed it.
Dib was on his unsteady and half asleep feet immediatly.
Zim didn't tence or seem alarmed by the boy standing, in fact he seemed rather docile - and odd look in itself for the invader, even now.
"You're insane to do this," Dib assured him, mouth moving before his brain could catch on, "I could kill you."
Zim shrugged, "maybe. Then what?" The irken was closer now, close enough to attack in one rush - but the invaders words had hope spluttering and dying out again. It would be useless. Even if, in his dilapidated state, Dib managed to get passed Zim unarmed he had no way of getting out. The boy collapsed back down onto the floor.
Zim's smirk grew all to pleased and the tray of food was held out for the boy. "You look so cold Pet. Thin, dirty and tired. Eat a little - I promise it isn't poison." It was placed on the floor beside the boys knees.
Dib made a pathetic noise, shoulders drooping. "I wish it was poison."
Silence met his words but Zim's face twisted into a small scowl.
"Then this nightmare would finally be over. That's all I want."
A flash of fear and a moment of shock as Zim stepped forward swiftly, picking Dib up by the coller of his shirt.
"No," he hissed, voice dry and deadly, "the worthy are never allowed to give into death."
Surprise was the only clear emotion on Dib's face, but there was also a growing realisation. He'd struck a nerve, something he hadn't been able to do since being captured.
Dib's capture had altered Zim, at least the Zim Dib saw. But this Zim he knew.
Reckless, tempermental and touchy emotions so easy to avoid or trigger once you knew where they were and how to work them. So much easier to read and manipulate then the drowsy, lazy and contented Zim.
It was then, too, that Dib accepted what he had been wondering. He really was Zim's weakness. The irken's last challenge even after capture, unlike the earth he had taken and owned in one go.
Dib smirked jerkily, his face unused to anything but scowls and frowns. "I'd rather give into Death then give into you," he whispered determinedly.
The look that crossed Zim's alien features was impossable to translate, but the movements were all to easy to feel as Dib was slambed back against the only solid wall in his cage.
"I promise you I will never, ever let that be true," Zim growled, vice like grip digging into both coller and arm.
Dib tried to squirm away but his attempt without energy.
"I promise you will never get to abandon me like they did," the alien continued, seeming to calm with every word, though he kept the boy firmly pinned.
Bright pink eyes searched Dib's, as though imprinting the promises there. The irken was close, real close, and Dib immediatly stopped squirming with surprise.
"I promise you'll get to see another sunrise Pet," the words were breathed over Dib's lips.
A slow smirk slid it's way back over Zim's features as Dib trembled.
Zim pushed forwards and upwards with spider legs Dib hadn't realised had been extended.
With half a breath between them - Zim kissed.
Shock raced through the human and his eyes widened in disbeleif.
As quickly as he had brushed their lips together, Zim retracted.
"And I promise i'll be standing beside you when you do," the irken whispered.
In a swift movement he let go of Dib and stalked out, swinging the cage door closed behind him.
Even though he was dazed with confusion and disbeleif, Dib's body flinched at the flick of the lock.
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-edit- spelling should now be fixed. Tell me if I missed anything, I am human after all :3