#zim;rep

“I’m actually starving,” he spoke, patting his tummy when it grumbles a soft melody. As Kris ventures off, Zim decides to take a seat on the couch near Tao, but far enough for them to have a comfortable amount of space between each other. Silence settles over them and Zim finds himself fidgeting in his spot due to the awkwardness that stilles the air around them.

It was Zim’s uneasiness that created the dense environment, but could you really blame him? He had expected to see Kris when he came by, but instead he was graced with Tao’s presence instead. Nothing against the hybrid; its just- Zim can be socially awkward at times, especially around someone he doesn’t know. Kris finally arrives and settles himself between two. Zim adverts his gaze when the hybrid leans in to nuzzle against Kris’ chest.

“Um-” he clears his throat before continuing. “I was partnered with some imbecile today in my Biology class today, so I ended up doing all the work myself.” The work was easy, but it’s the principal of the matter. With a light shrug he turns to face the two, “Where are your sleeping quarters?” He fixed his gaze on Tao. “I don’t want to accidentally walk in and see you doing whatever it is you hybrids do.” The alien still hasn’t gotten used to the layout of Kris’ home and there’s been a few times where he wondered around and got himself lost.

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It hasn’t been a good day thus far for the poor alien. First, he alarm didn’t go off, so in order to make it to school on time he had to skip breakfast ( the most important meal of the day ) then he had to take the godforsaken bus, which ended up taking up most of the time, so he was better off walking anyways. But, it’s too late now, seeing that he’s already reached his destination. 

Zim was the first to stand when the bus came to a full stop, he thanked the bus driver before exiting the bus. Luckily, for him of course, some idiot decided that he was more important than the average citizen, and he continued to walk even though the opening of the doors should have indicated that someone was bound to come off the bus. That someone just so happened to be Zim and as he attempts to bolt down those three little steps, he instantly runs into the stranger causing them both to tumble and fall to the ground. 

The alien’s lashes flutter as he comes to, only to find the stranger on top of him, their lips connected for a brief second. His eyes widen ever so slightly, but he wastes no time with shoving the male off of him; a hand rising to wipe at his mouth, “How revolting, I don’t even know you, sir. You probably didn’t even brush your teeth this morning. I should just go to the nurse now, considering that I’ve just been through such a horrendous event. Gross.” 

Nari crossed her arms and pouted. She had no idea where this side of her came from. Was it because of him? He did appear to be younger than her, maybe that’s way she’s been acting not like herself around him. Lightly she shook her head to answer his question and to keep the thoughts far from distracting her. “You’re good at everything” She sighed feeling a little envious, slowly unfolding her arms only to rest her head in her palm.

“Teach me” She chuckled softly before repeating herself in a more mannered way. “Will you please teach me your skills young man?” A soft giggle left her lips and she ruffled his hair in the hope of him not noticing this bubbly side of her. Leaning back in her chair she closed her eyes for a moment. “Why do you like reading?” She asked in genuine curiosity.

Zim had found her childish antics to be quite cute, but he wasn’t going to tell the female that. She had accused him for something he didn’t do- Well, he did; in fact, challenge her. But he did that after her accusation, therefore it doesn’t count, but that also means that won’t be complimenting her until she proves to him that she deserves a compliment. Call him mean all you want, but Zim had a peculiar way of thinking and acting, although he’s just being true to himself. 

“Ahh tell me something I don’t know.” He tips his head to the side as he peered at the girl across from him; a smirk twisting the corner of his mouth. “Negatory, I can’t teach you something that comes natural to me. You’ll just have to watch and catch on.” His lips purse into a thin line as his hair was suddenly a disheveled mess. 

Moments like this made him glad they were alone in the locker room- Though he couldn’t at all say moments like this were moments he ever really planned for. When at first the pale hand reached out, cool fingers brushing over the scar just over his heart, at first Jon wanted to flinch away, but something in his classmate’s eyes calmed him enough to linger, head tilting. “You can ask about it if you want” Came the smooth, patient voice, with a gaze to match. “I’ve seen you glance at it after practices before.”

Zim was sure on what possessed him to join the track team, but it wasn't a bad choice. After school he'd head straight to the field for practice. Then after practice he'd shower and head straight to the library for work. He’s teammates weren’t too bad, they were lively and knew how to have fun. They even invited him out tonight, but of course he kindly declined. Afterwards the locker room cleared out, save for Zim and his team mate Jon, who had also declined a night filled with shots and laughter.  

The vampire blinked, head tilting. “And what’s this for?”

“Oh my god!” Jon laughed, shaking his head. “You really are plastered aren’t you?”

“That’s quite alright” Breathed the older with a gentle, honest smile, eyes still trained on those full, perfect looking lips. He had pondered on the subject more than he would likely ever admit; if the other had ever been kissed, what his lips would feel like. It went without saying that the other was the only being Jon had come to feel so close to at the school. He couldn’t help that he mind wandered just a little every so (very) often.

A hand went out, touch gentle as he cupped a jaw so sharp he risked getting cut, gaze lifting to meet Zim’s. “Would you… Would you like me to teach you?” He asked in a soft whisper, thumb running over the smooth skin.

Zim visible relaxes by the single statement, although he had no clue as to why he was even tense in the first place. He doesn’t have a proper nervous system for him to be nervous. But, there’s something to Jonathan that brings forth these human-like emotions. Maybe it’s because he’s gotten used to the latter’s company, they have been hanging out more than usual lately.