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Dib tightened his arms around his captive, snuggling close to his fragrant chest.
"Mngh." Zim grunted, jerking a little in his arms.
"Morning, alien scum," Dib mumbled into jade flesh, nuzzling against the alien's neck and placing a kiss there.
"Sleep," Zim uttered, not opening his eyes.
"But I like you," the human responded teasingly. When this merited no immediate response he pulled back and pressed his lips gingerly to the Irken's shallow cheekbone.
"Dib-thing!"
Zim wriggled, scrunching his eyes shut in displeasure.
"What have I told you about your little … smacky human ickies?"
"What…" Dib pecked him on the lips before he could react. "…these?"
"Argh! Yes! Your little … your little love-spitties!"
Dib raised an eyebrow. "Kisses?"
"Yes," Zim spat. "Those!"
The boy grinned mischievously. "What about them?"
"DO NOT DO THEM ON ZIM!"
"But I like you," the human protested, eyes fixed on luminous crimson ones. "It's how people show affection."
"But- Zim does not like your affection! I like scratching and biting and battles and dooooom."
"And I like doing this." Dib proceeded to brush his mouth against the Irken's forehead. Zim snarled, freeing his arms from the tangle of sheets, and pushed on Dib's face as the human gleefully assaulted him several more times.
"CEASE YOUR EARTH-LOVE, PIG!"
Dib pulled back, laughing. "You're such a spaz, Zim."
"YOU'RE LYING!"
The human blinked at the alien, trying not to look amused. The alien glowered back, antennae flattened against his skull.
"You win, Zim. We can go back to sleep."
"I always win," the Irken agreed, expression becoming one of triumph. "Now sleep, Dib-worm."
"Okay," the human said, grinning deviously. Zim stared at him, unnerved.
Before he could react, Dib bent down and pushed his lips to the invader's cheek.
"RRRAAARGH," the Irken yowled.
The boy snickered, flopping over and squeezing his eyes shut.
"Mngh." Zim grunted, jerking a little in his arms.
"Morning, alien scum," Dib mumbled into jade flesh, nuzzling against the alien's neck and placing a kiss there.
"Sleep," Zim uttered, not opening his eyes.
"But I like you," the human responded teasingly. When this merited no immediate response he pulled back and pressed his lips gingerly to the Irken's shallow cheekbone.
"Dib-thing!"
Zim wriggled, scrunching his eyes shut in displeasure.
"What have I told you about your little … smacky human ickies?"
"What…" Dib pecked him on the lips before he could react. "…these?"
"Argh! Yes! Your little … your little love-spitties!"
Dib raised an eyebrow. "Kisses?"
"Yes," Zim spat. "Those!"
The boy grinned mischievously. "What about them?"
"DO NOT DO THEM ON ZIM!"
"But I like you," the human protested, eyes fixed on luminous crimson ones. "It's how people show affection."
"But- Zim does not like your affection! I like scratching and biting and battles and dooooom."
"And I like doing this." Dib proceeded to brush his mouth against the Irken's forehead. Zim snarled, freeing his arms from the tangle of sheets, and pushed on Dib's face as the human gleefully assaulted him several more times.
"CEASE YOUR EARTH-LOVE, PIG!"
Dib pulled back, laughing. "You're such a spaz, Zim."
"YOU'RE LYING!"
The human blinked at the alien, trying not to look amused. The alien glowered back, antennae flattened against his skull.
"You win, Zim. We can go back to sleep."
"I always win," the Irken agreed, expression becoming one of triumph. "Now sleep, Dib-worm."
"Okay," the human said, grinning deviously. Zim stared at him, unnerved.
Before he could react, Dib bent down and pushed his lips to the invader's cheek.
"RRRAAARGH," the Irken yowled.
The boy snickered, flopping over and squeezing his eyes shut.
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The alien's uniform was extremely thin and did nothing to block out the chill. Which is probably why he was so cold, but he'd never stoop so low as to buy a human coat. His race however had never heard of a coat before since it was always warm on his planet, so he went without anything to block out the elements. He refused to wraps his arms around himself, this would show that he was cold, and that would be a weakness. The irken walked down the sidewalk, occasionally slipping
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There it was agian. That feeling.
That same feeling that made Zim stop, just like last time. And the time before.
Zim had his PAK legs raised, ready to strike down his opponent for good, but there it was, that awful feeling. It was like a twisting in his spooch, an invisble restraint, holding him back from ending to human's life. Wanting the other to live, for him to be an object of Zim's....
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That Dib-child just made Zim so furious sometimes. If it weren't for that monkey, he would have taken over this wretched planet years ago. And it didn't help matters that they were in Hi-Skool by now and Dib was almost seven feet tall. Insanely tall compared to the short Invader. Zim, of course, hated Dib even more because of that.
By now they had reached some sort of mutual agreement; neither was capable of winning their endless battle. They were just too evenly matched somehow. They had also discovered that if either were to be permanently defeated, the other would most likely end up depressed and lose their drive.
So actu
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Zim despises the ways of human affection. ZADR.
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This is adorable.