Hide n Seek

- Realisation

Dib could feel his conscious slowly coming back to reality. Feeling the sheets wrinkled underneath his body and a suspicious long object wrapped around him.

Dib tilted his head, looking down and seeing Zims PAK legs had ravelled themselves around Dib. Twisting around his legs and waist. Dib reached down towards the mechanical legs but it wasn't moving. It was too heavy and strong for Dib to simply shove off. Dib kept tugging, hoping Zim would realise he's awake and let go. But the exact opposite happened. The PAK legs only tightened, squeezing even harder around Dibs flesh, feeling his blood slowly stop pumping blood into his leg. Dib leaned over away from Dib, attempting to move away from the bed.

"Stay."
Zim suddenly ordered, locking his hands on Dibs arm.

"Well loosen your weird robot tentacle thingys then. It's too tight."
Dib mumbled, facing towards Zim, whose face was contorted into a face of a grumpy toddler, who didn't get desert.

"And why should i?"
Zim leaned closer, pulling Dib closer by his arm. Letting Dib feel his robotic machinery curl up his leg and waist, adding more pressure.

"Because it's cutting off my blood stream and it hurts."
Dib answered seriously, lying back down. Using his free hand to try and push Zims PAK legs off his vital organs. Zim only let off a rugged smile.

"Good."
He simply stated, sitting up, showing off his big devious smile.

"Good??"

"Yeah- it's my job to make your life hell- so since you're in pain it's working."
Zim rested a pointed hand on his chest in delight. Dib furrowed his brows in annoyance, feeling his foot slowly become numb.

"Well what if i said i was enjoying it- would you let me go then?"
Dib speculated, hoping Zim was still as naive as when they were kids. Zim brushed his chin, looking up as he thought about his answer.

"Well if you weren't in pain then... yeah i guess so."
Zim finally decided, softly nodded his head as he crossed his legs on the bed. Facing straight towards Dib.

"Well then... harder, ooh it feels soooo nice~!"
Dib jokingly pretended to enjoy, watching Zims face quickly fluctuate to confused and flustered.

"Gaah! You're not suppose to be enjoying it!"
Zim immediately loosened his PAK legs around Dib, proving Dibs plan successful as he finally let out a calm sigh.

"Ha, you're still so gullible Zim."
Dib joked, facing away from Zim who had begun to fume deadly, whilst grabbing his glasses. After finally regaining his vision, his arms were pushed to the sides of his waist as those same PAK legs wrapped around chest. Dib twisted his head back towards Zim, his face serious and diluted of much emotion.

"You'll regret that Dib-shit."
Zim pulled Dib away from the edge, dragging him to the middle of the bed, forcing him flat down. Watching as Zim towered over him.

"Zim, i'll need to go at some point. I still have to work."
This only infuriated Zim more as his eyes dilated to a more purple tone and his sharp grinding more against each other. Only hearing the first part and blocking out the second.

"You aren't leaving!"
Zim shouted back, wrapping his PAK legs further around Dib. Dib winced to the tightness, worried his bones may crack by the sheer power of Zims PAK legs, letting out a mumbled groan as his breathing became unbalanced.

"You think you have a choice?"
A snarky smile appeared on Zims face, looking like he was about to break out laughing. His long slithering tongue sneaking out and extending longer than a natural tongue. Dib tried to squirm out of Zims control but it was useless. Zim pulled Dibs body upwards, forcing him onto his knees, slightly shorter than Zim. Zim reached out his hand, grabbing Dibs chin, directly facing him towards him.

"I've found you...you're not leaving my sight."
Zim said in a whispered, calm tone. Dib couldn't respond back. Zims claws stretching further up his face, forcing him to raise his head upwards, leaving long red marks across his face. Although luckily not hard enough to actually scratch Dib. Zims hand covered Dibs mouth as Dibs neck was completely exposed, showing it simulate Dibs swallowing, intriguing Zim. Zim tilted Dibs head, exposing more of the side of his neck, coming up with something. Dib must of realised his plan as he began to wriggle away from Zim, trying to make any type of noise under Zims elastic tight gloves.

But Zim wasn't really listening to Dibs movements, leaning closer, opening his mouth wider as he gets closer. Dib closed his eyes as he prepared himself, expecting there to be alot of blood on his covers. Which he'd probably have to clean up later. Zim finally got closer, making contact with Dibs neck as his tongue slithered around his soft skin, whilst his teeth dug deep into his flesh. His neck slowly dripping red down his chest and staining Zims dirt teeth. Dib instinctively bit his tongue as Zim pulled his teeth out of the now open wound. Using his slimy wet tongue to clean up the blood as it poured out. Dib opened one eye, calming his breathing down as much as he could as Zim moved over towards him.

Zim readjusted his hand, now holding Dib under his chin. Showing his long, now bloody tongue again, licking Dibs cheek, spreading the blood across his skin.

"Now you're mine."
Zim whispered in Dibs ear, sending shivers down his spine as those words hit Dib like a ton of bricks. Zim had completely changed, but Dib should have known that from the very last time they interacted as kids. But even still, Dib hadn't changed and he wasn't going to change into whatever Zim wanted now. Dib narrowed his eyes at Zim, showing only distaste for the creature.

"I am no ones."
Dib said sternly, watching as Zims expression turned into rich amusement and hysterical as his eyes curved upwards. He pulled Dibs face closer, leaning closer as well, to see Dibs face contort into uneasiness.

"You are no longer... whose the only one who knows you're not dead?"
Zim snickered, as Dibs eyes widened to that thought. Everyone thinks he is dead and is stuck with Zim, his mortal enemy- and alien. Zim chuckled again, pushing Dib back as he stood up straight, looking down at him. Zim has full control over Dib.