ZaDr Drabble Collection

But, Most Importantly, Zim Loves Dib Back (Part 2)

Part 3: Zim's POV

I'm still gasping for air. I am in so much pain and all I remember is getting beat up and Dib-human coming in to help. Wait? Dib...helped me?

As soon as skool is dismissed, I run off to the hospital. I race in and clutch the edge of the directory desk.

"Yes?" The human desk lady says, seemingly examining me.

"Dib Membrane!" I gasp. "Where is he?" The lady purses her lips.

"Third floor, room 13C." She tells me. I scramble as fast I can to get to Dib.

"DIB!" I yell, sliding into his weird medical chamber. He opens his eyes, sits up, and puts on his broken glasses.

Part 4: Dib's POV

As I put on my glasses I see Zim, looking frantic with a black eye. He's trying not to limp as he approaches me.

"Z-Zim?" I manage to say. He looks at my face, then my plain blue hospital gown, and finally to my left art, which is in a blue cast. My ribs hurt— Dr. Oswald said they're fractured.

"Why Dib?" Zim asks, now standing right beside me. I raise an eyebrow.

"W-Why what?" I reply, feeling kind of confused.

"Why did you jump in to save me, Dib-worm?" Zim says, not unkindly. My eyes widen. Shit.

"Um," I say. Fuck. How the hell am I supposed to tell him that I couldn't stand watching him get hurt, that I actually care about him?! He's gazing into my eyes intently, patiently, waiting for me to answer his question. I let out a shaky breath. "I jumped in because...I...I..."

"You what?" Zim asks, tilting his head.

"Zim, I couldn't stand to see you getting hurt, especially in a situation where you're unable to defend yourself. It...It tore me apart, okay?! I care about you, Zim. You're the only one who ever gave a shit about me and thought I was smart." I can feel my cheeks.

"Zim cares about you, too." I glance at him.

"Huh?" I say stupidly.