Zadr Oneshots

My Space Boy, You're Wonderful

As time passed, Dib unexpectedly reached the end of the tunnel. Zim, however, is not ready to let go yet.

Warning- It's sad. That's all I'm saying.

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Zim POV

I looked at my mate, my lover, Dib, who was fast asleep in the hospital bed. Wearing a white gown, he would often joke about 'finally going insane,' but he never went beyond it.

Honestly, I'm beginning to wonder if I'm really that oblivious.

I never noticed how sick he was until he started coughing. At first, I thought it wasn't that serious since it was flu season, but it eventually led to him coughing blood.

I remembered how terrified I was because at that time. We were arguing, and then, suddenly, Dib started to cough. I still shouted at him, but it got quiet when he placed his hand onto his mouth, and blood poured out.

I remembered being frozen, not knowing what to do until Dib passed out.

Right there, I took him to the hospital despite me covered in blood.

The doctor and nurses took him in, and they told me to go home and change. I refused and asked Gir to get me some extra clothing, which I don't know where, and Gir actually followed my command.

He and I waited while the doctors were analyzing Dib. I just wanted to be next to him, not being afraid.

After a few hours, the doctors asked if I was a family member. I told them that I was his husband, we married for two years, and that was when I got the news.

Dib had a severe case of lung cancer, and it was nearly impossible for him to get treatment.

My world crumbled as I heard that he only had five weeks to live, eight at most.

Ever since then, every day, I would stay with my mate, making sure that he was doing alright. Even to go as far as to sneak back to the hospital to sleep with him.

However, as time passed, it made Dib's life short more and more.

I couldn't bear the thought of losing my Dib, my mate, my lover, my everything, particularly when he helped throughout so many things. Like my banishment, understanding what love is, being more honest, etc.

If I ever had it my way, I would make sure Dib never got sick. Unfortunately, life seems to make everything miserable for me.

The current time, right now, is eight at night time, and possibly Dib's last week.

The doctor did try everything, but alas, it was too late.

I let the tears pour out as I knew I would lose my Dib.

"Dib..." I mumbled, clenching onto him.

I tightly hugged him and wished for the morality that Dib had.

"Is Mary going away soon?" Gir asked, making me flinch in surprise. I didn't expect him to be here, but I soon gave Gir an answer.

"Yes, Gir."

"When will he come back?"

"He's not going to come back, Gir," I trembly said.

"Why not? He's right here!" Gir clamored.

"Gir, Dib's sick."

"When will he get better?"

"Gir, he's not going to get better, ever. He's dying, and as soon as he's gone, we'll be alone and-"

"And I would still be with you, space boy," Dib raspy whispered, clenching my hands with his.

"Even if I die, I'll always be with you. I don't care about death, I don't care about my family, but I care about you, Zim. And I'll always be there right in here," He points at my head, "And in here." He points at my supposed heart.

"Dib..." I let the tears run through his face.

"My space boy, you're wonderful. Don't ever forget that..."

Dib was smiling throughout the whole time he spoke, and while I felt happy, it most likely didn't help with the sadness I had.

"Dib, I love you..." I whispered, pulling him closer.

"I love you too, my wonderful Zim..."

He smiled, and I didn't know if it was fate or not, but he died right in my arms.

Gir went up and hugged me as we were now crying for the loss of someone great. Someone that the world didn't deserve. Someone like Dib...

"My space boy, you're wonderful. Don't ever forget that..."

I heard his ghostly voice repeat those words, but I couldn't help but feel teary.

"You're wonderful, my Dib. Always..."

I sniffed, and this was the last time I would hear my Dib's voice...