IZ: Stuck: Ch23

Ch 23 Jealousy

Nar had made certain that Dib was so busy that the only time Zim would see him, was if he was fast asleep on any plush surface the human could make it to. This quickly made Zim crave attention from Nar, showing to Nar that his plan was working perfectly.

Nar smiled and lightly pat Zim’s head, keeping him close as they laid in his bed, talking about each other’s day. Zim spoke with a lax purr in his voice, “I don’t know what’s up with him. Zim guesses he really likes to work, but lately Zim has badly wanted him to stay, however he always is gone.”

Nar nodded in understanding, “I know Zim, don’t worry, if he truly loves you, he’ll request a day off or something.” Though he knew he wouldn’t allow him to have the day off, ever at this rate.

Zim closed his eyes and buried his face into Nar’s chest, his voice muffled by the other’s shirt, “I-I don’t want to be a burden.”

“Zim, if Dib really loved you, nothing you needed or requested would be too hard or too much. Besides Zim, you’re perfect, so even if he didn’t love you, even if he just liked you, he would still do it. I mean, unless he hated you completely.” Nar had venom in his voice.

Nar had him right where he wanted him, and he knew one more thing and he’d finally have his chance.

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Zim cooked dinner in their compartment’s kitchen, hoping that Dib was going to be awake enough to eat his meal he had prepared. Of course Nar’s words ringed in his mind, filling him with doubt.

He heard the door open, making him perk up, and smile, thoughts automatically shifted from their dark place, to the part that could never doubt his love for Dib. He quickly ran into the living room, and greeted the very warn Dib, who sat exhausted on the couch.

Dib muttered a small ‘hi’ to Zim, seeming to be in a bad mood. Zim tried to not notice, “Are you hungry?”

Dib sighed and shook his head, “No Zim, go ahead.”

Zim’s antenna fell to his shoulders, and he frowned deeply, “P-please Dib.”

Dib grumbled, “No, Zim, I am not hungry.”

Zim tried again, “B-but I worked r-real hard and I made your fav-” Dib cut him off.

“I said I was fucking tired, so leave me the Hell alone!” Dib yelled harshly at him, “Why don’t you just go and stuff your pudge of a face?! Have you seen yourself lately?! You’re a balloon!”

Zim backed away to his words, and sniffled tears beginning to fill his eyes, making Dib reconsider what he had yelled, making Dib feel bad, “L-look Zim-”

Before he could finish, Zim ran from the room, in bad tears, right to the only person he thought he could trust at this point, right to Nar.