Better than Shakespeare

Chapter 7

(instead of them swearing I'm just gonna *** okay? Okay.)

Dib jumped onto the couch and buried his face in a pillow. Dib heard steps coming his way.
"Dib stink? Why are you hiding?"
Dib looked up at Zim, who still didn't have any pants on. Dib blushed an buried his face back in the pillow
"Put. Pants. On. Please."
"Why, what's the matter? Can you not handle my amazingness?"
"No. It's not that. I don't want to see you...half naked."
"Well, we're basically dating, so I don't see what the problem is."
"First off, we're not dating and secondly there is a HUGE problem with....THIS!"
"Problem?"
"BE-cauussseee no one needs to I'm gay!"
What's wrong with being gay?"
"F**k dude! It just is! Some people think it's a sin anyways."
"Oh" was the only response Zim could think of saying. Dib was biting his fist so he wouldn't cry.
"Doesn't it hurt...when you bite your fist like that?" Dib took his fist out of his mouth so he could answer
"Yeah, it hurts." Dib wiped the saliva onto his pants. Dib sniffled and tried wiping away his tears.
"S**t. I'm a mess."
"Yesh. You kind of are one hell of a mess. A cute one thou..."
Dib wiped his face face until the tears stopped. Dib gave a small reassuring smile and hugged Zim. Then he pulled away and linked their fingers together. Zim turned so that they were sitting face to face. Zim pretended to fall, but instead he let only his head fall on Dib's and kissed him. When they parted Zim remembered something then
"You never said you liked me." Dib smiled
"Okay then. Oh! Guesssssss what Zim? I like you. I like you a lot."
"I like you too, Dib stink."
"Well, now that that's settled..." Dib got down on one knee. Zim's eyes widened as Dib took Zim's hand in his.
"... Would you do me the honor, and be my boyfriend?"