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"L...Lover?" Dib blanched. "You're his lover?"
Spork paid Dib's shock no mind. "My dear Zim..." He smiled serenely. "It's been so long since I've seen him...We didn't exactly leave on good terms,"
"Did you have a fight or something?" Dib questioned, his voice quiet. In all of his years trailing Zim, he never mentioned having a lover.
"Not exactly," Spork hummed. "He's gotten taller...How long has he been here?"
"A few years?" Dib looked to his dad, silently pleading for help. Membrane was so lost that he could offer nothing more than a shrug as he looked on. "Um...So...Where have you been? I mean if you're his lover, then why weren't you with him?"
"I had a near-death experience...And I was unable to return to him sooner," Spork sighed. Again, he leaned close to Zim, speaking in Irken. "Zim...Please wake up. I've waited so long to see you..."
Zim groaned, making all eyes turn to him. Running a hand over his face, Zim sighed, trying to remember where he was and what happened. The last thing he knew, he was walking with Dib and then he saw...No, that's impossible...He's dead... Reluctantly, Zim opened his eyes, his vision blurred for a moment as yellow overtook his vision, a serene smile greeting him, smooth fingers rubbing against him soothingly. Is this a dream? It feels so real...
The Irken looking down at him smiled wider, golden eyes sparkling. "My dear Zim...You woke up for me,"
"...S...Spork..." The name came out of Zim in a breathless tone. He didn't recognize his own voice. What a nice dream...
"Zim! Thank god you're okay!"
...Dib? Zim looked past Spork, seeing Dib standing there with a relieved look on his face. Zim looked at him in bewilderment. "Dib? Why are you here?"
"I brought you to my dad's lab. Remember?"
"Your father's..." Zim's eyes widened as he looked back to Spork. It's not a-! "Oh, Irk..." He slumped, feeling lightheaded again, Spork's hands catching him before he could settle back against the odd table.
"Zim! Stay with me, alright?" Spork voice was calm but stern, making Zim force himself to stay in reality. When he looked up again, Spork sighed. "Zim...May I take those contacts out?" Zim, unable to speak, simply nodded, trying not to flinch when Spork pulled the contacts out one at a time, his movements careful. "There...You always did have beautiful eyes,"
Zim blushed a light blue, surprising Dib, who never knew Irkens could blush. "S-Spork...How...? I saw you die..."
"Nearly die," Spork corrected. "I'm sorry I was gone so long. It took forever for me to find you,"
"Over seventy years," Zim commented. His tone wasn't bitter or hateful. It was soft and unsure. "I...I missed you,"
"I missed you, too," Spork reached to hold Zim's hand, tempted to remove the glove to do so but deciding against it. "And you made your dream of being an Invader come true. I'm so proud of you," Zim flinched visibly at the words, tensing up. Immediately he looked away and pulled his hand from Spork's grasp, earning an odd look from all the occupants in the room. As Zim sat up and grabbed his wig, Spork frowned. "Zim? What's wrong?" Without saying a word, Zim leapt off the table and ran out as fast as he could, leaving Spork shocked, frozen in place.
Dib watched as Zim left. He spared his dad and Spork a glance before bolting out after Zim, needing to know what overcame the Irken. "Zim! Stop!"
Spork's lekku slumped. He wanted to be the one to run after Zim, but he couldn't risk being seen outside without a disguise. Membrane came over and placed a comforting hand on Spork's shoulder, sighing. "I, ah...I hope Dib can convince him to come back..." He commented, not sure what else to say.
"As do I," Spork replied. "But I wouldn't blame Zim if he didn't..."
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"Zim! Wait up! Zim!"
Zim didn't bother listening to Dib. He just needed to run. Nowhere in particular, but...just away. He just needed to get away! He needed to run...
But Dib was just as stubborn as he was and he wasn't giving up. "Damnitt, Zim! Wait!" He followed Zim into the park, seeing Zim disappear into the mess of trees. His lungs on fire, he urged himself on.
Once Zim was convinced he was hidden by the trees, he slumped against a large trunk in particular. Fighting to catch his breath, Zim let himself fall to his knees on the ground, images replaying in his head over and over.
Spork...Spork was on Earth...and...and he thought Zim was an Invader...
Zim whimpered, placing his head in his hands, fighting back the tears. Of course Spork thought he was an Invader...He hadn't taken off his uniform since he found out the Tallest lied to him. If he'd just removed it for something else, Spork wouldn't have assumed things and Zim could still be in his love's arms.
He tried to blink back tears, trembling. No, he couldn't break...Not now...Not here...
Dib finally caught up, seeing Zim on the ground and figuring the Irken got worn out. "Damnitt, Zim, why did you-"
-Sniff-
Dib's brows furrowed together. "Zim...?"
Zim didn't reply, trying to keep his face low and hidden. But it was unmistakable. Dib saw the way Zim's shoulders shook and heard the small sniffles. Zim was...crying... "What do you want, Dib? Can't you see I want to be left alone?" Zim's voice even sounded broken.
Dib stepped closer, kneeling down beside Zim. "Hey...What's wrong?"
Zim shook his head violently. "Nothing...Please, just leave,"
"Please? You must be pretty desperate to use words like that," Dib teased, giving a weak smile. "Zim...If this is...shock from seeing your...y-your uh..."
"I don't want to talk about it!" Zim snapped.
Dib frowned, not sure what to say. He'd never seen Zim so vulnerable. Where was the ruthless Invader who wanted world domination? Where was the denial of any emotion? The evil laugh? The glare and the yelling? It was all replaced by this way too human-like figure with tears running down his cheeks. "Zim..." Hesitantly, he reached to pat Zim's shoulder softly, trying to comfort the alien. "Zim...What happened back there?"
Zim choked on a sob and clapped a hand over his mouth, burying his face and turning against the tree trunk to avoid looking at Dib. It was terrifying seeing Zim like this... "Please, Dib...Don't ask me to go back there..."
"Why not? Don't you want to see your...that guy?"
"I can't...I can't, I can't, I can't..." Zim's chant was muffled.
"Zim, since when can you not do something? You can do anything. You brag about it all the time," Dib spoke up, trying to comfort his enemy.
"Dib, you don't understand..."
"Then help me understand!"
"I'm not an Invader anymore!" It was screamed out, the fury and heartbreak of it making Dib reel. Zim still refused to look at the human, ashamed. He whimpered pathetically again. "I...I'm banished...I'm not...not an Irken anymore..." He rubbed at his eyes, still shaking from trying to hold back his sobs. "Dib, how can I tell him that? Tell Spork that?"
Dib looked wide-eyed at Zim in disbelief. "So...that was it? You're ashamed?" When Zim nodded, Dib huffed. "Zim...Don't you realize it's a good thing?" When Zim looked up in confusion, Dib continued. "Zim, you obviously didn't like being an Invader anyway. Am I right? You didn't work very hard to destroy anything. And now you can focus on being with Spork again,"
Zim wiped at his eyes again. "But...Didn't you hear him? He was so-"
"He was proud because it was you doing what made you happy. I can garuntee that if you go back and tell him, he won't care. Zim, you didn't see the smile on his face when he saw you,"
Zim blushed. "He smiled?"
"Of course he did, Zim. He loves you," And I think I can see why...
"...You really think he won't care?"
Dib smiled, standing and holding a hand out to Zim. "Only one way to find out,"
Zim nodded, letting a small smile grace his features as he accepted Dib's hand for the first time.
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