Chapter 8

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"Would you do me the honor, and be my boyfriend?" Zim squealed
"Ehem. Would you hold on for just-1 second?" Dib nodded. Zim ran into te kitchen where GIR was making waffles. He happily picked GIR up and gave him a big kiss on the cheek
"I LOVE you GIR! I love you SOOO much!" Zim ran back into the living room, sat down and said
"Yes." Zim grabbed the hem of Dib's shirt and forcefully kissed him. Not that it mattered to Dib. Nope. He didn't mind at all. Dib pulled away
"Now that that's settled. Can you PLEASE put some pants on now?!" Zim chuckled
"Of course." While Zim went to go change, Dib got a phone call.
"Hello?"
Dib where are you?
"I'm... at the library."
Get home.
"Why?"
Dads pissed. Your grades are dropping
"So. I really don't care."
Just get home or I'll beat your as* myself! Gaz hung up
"God. That's harsh." Zim came back in wearing a short sleeved crop top and a fishnet long sleeved shirt and really skinny, low riding pants. Dib rubbed the back of his neck and blushed
"That's... some outfit you have there.... it's very..."
"Sexy. It's very sexy. That's the word. Zim IS amazing, after all." Dib snorted
"If that's how you want to put it, sure."
"I heard you talking? Who were you talking to that was not the amazing Zim?"
"Oh. Right. It was Gaz. My dad's pissed cause I'm failing some classes. I'm supposed to go home."
Zim whined
"Commee on! Why now. We JUST started dating!"
"The world has spoken Zim. I'm going home." Zim dropped to his knees and grabbed hold of Dib's ankle.
"Noooooooooooooooooooo! Stay with me Dib smell!"
Dib pushed Zim off
"Holy s**t dude! If you want to, just come with me!" Zim stood up.
"Let's go. "
Zim and Dib began walking to his house, holding hands.
"I don't want my dad to know, okay." Dib said as he began to swing their hands.
"Okay. Whatever."
When they reached Dib's house, Dib grabbed Zim's hips and spun him around so he was facing Dib. He smashed their lips together for a good few seconds before brushing his lips against Zim's ear
"Wait outside my window. I'll open it up for you when I get there."
Zim gave a drunk looking smile
"Mmmmmm. You taste like sugar."
"Yeah, okay. Go to m window now."
As Zim sped off the other way, Dib took a deep breath and stepped inside.

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