And I ache [Zadr]

I like your face

"What on Irk is she doing!? HE OBVIOUSLY LOVES HER!"
Zim yelled in frustration at the TV, throwing popcorn at the screen that was currently showing a distressed lady running from a building, the scenery grey and rainy. She had tears streaming down her face as she ran away from a man who was pleading her to come back.

"Hey don't waste the popcorn-!"
Dib snatched the bowl from Zim who then turned to him with a shocked look, "how dare you- don't take the popcorn away from Zim!!"
With a loud gasp, Dib was tackled on the couch as Zim reached over for the bowl that Dib gripped above his head, "h-hey!! Zim what the fu- WOAH-"
They both rolled off the couch with a yelp, popcorn now scattering everywhere on the living room floor. The darkness of the room was only being lit by the TV, and Dib had trouble making out objects because his glasses flew off with the fall.
Zim sat up and rubbed his head where he was sure he was forming a bruise from knocking on Dib's elbow when they hit the floor, "Stinky Di-...oh-".
Dib blinked at him in confusion, not understanding why Zim stopped himself from calling him his usual insult, "what-?"

Zim didn't seem to hear the question, or probably ignored it, and continued to stare. Dib began feeling self conscious, especially because he felt quiet naked without his glasses. "Uh...c-can you help me find my glasses-?"
Zim snapped out of his gaze and stuttered, following up with a curse. "S-sure, whatever- you have to help me clean up later though, earth monkey. You made a mess!"

Dib glared at him, "what!? No! You were the one throwing popcorn- and you made me fall because you tackled me!"
Zim shrugged and hummed, "hm I guess you are right- whatever! Put on your stupid glasses, your face makes me feel weird"

Zim stood up from the popcorn covered floor, grabbing Dib's glasses that somehow landed safely on the couch.
Dib was frowning with an uncertain expression on his face, "what do you mean my face makes you feel weird-?"

The alien froze momentarily, but then shrugged and gave Dib his glasses who framed them back on his face as soon as he retrieved them.
"I don't know, that's a dumb question-"
Dib stood up now that he had his glasses on, feeling much more comfortable with them on but still not completely at ease, "it's not- now cmon tell me! You're making me feel weird-"

Zim made an inhuman frustrated noise and threw his hands in the air, "ugh I don't know!! You- I can see your whole face without glasses, it's weird-"
Dib cocked his head to the side, feeling a little hurt but not surprised, "what? Do you not like my face? I mean, I understand why-"

"No!! That's- thats n-not it-"
Zim looked away, feeling heat swirl up to his face. What the hell is happening to him?
"...oh? So- you like my face-?"

Dib regretted asking that.
Right when he finished asking the question, Zim screeched, yelling about how dumb that question is and how Zim does not have to answer such a stupid question. He even got on top of his shoulders somehow, pulling on his dark hair. Dib laughed at how stubborn Zim acted which just caused Zim to become more flustered and frustrated.

(A/N: another very short chapter- didn't proof read sorry for any mistakes !!!
ITS SO HARD TO WRITE THEM IDK WHY-)