Not so sure he believed the other, Dib looked up at Zim worriedly. "E-Exactly what was happening in your nightmare anyways? O-Or do you not want to talk about it...?" He asked, figuring the Irken's dream must have been pretty bad if it had caused his PAK to react the way it had.
Zim stared back at him uncomfortably. "Uhmm..." A blush started to appear on his face as he shifted his eyes to the side, debating on whether or not to tell him before he finally looked back at him. "Well...I guess I owe you an explanation for almost breaking your arm." He looked off to the side again. "Th-They were trying to separate us." He then said in a voice barely above that of a whisper.
Dib looked at Zim a bit confused. "What? Who was trying to separate us?" He crawled up closer to Zim so that he was now sitting in the other's lap, pressed comfortably against him.
Staring down at the bed covers, Zim tensed for a moment when Dib moved into his lap before then relaxing and letting his eyes fall half-lidded. "I'm not sure...Just...people in the hospital...trying to take you away..." He said, very lightly running his fingers down Dib's arm.
"So I guess that's why you were holding on to me so tightly. M-Maybe I shouldn't have tried so hard to get away. You were just keeping your promise to stay with me no matter what." Dib said, pressing his cheek against Zim's chest.
Still feeling horrible for what he did, Zim merely continued to carefully brush his fingers on Dib's arm while staring gloomily at the bedcovers in silence.
Reaching up his good arm to remove the Irken's wig so he could lightly caress Zim's antennae between his fingers, Dib lifted his eyes to peer up at Zim just to frown at seeing the look on the other's face. "It really wasn't your fault..." He whispered.
Eyes widening a little at the touch he received before relaxing again, Zim brought up one arm to carefully wrap around Dib. Bringing up his other arm to lightly brush his fingers over the sling supporting Dib's arm, he then looked at it curiously for a moment. "Does it still hurt?" He asked, knowing how painful dislocating a limb could be from past experiences.
Dib shook his head. "No. Not really. It started to feel a lot better after they relocated my shoulder back into place, and they gave me a really strong painkiller, so I don't even really feel anything in this arm at the moment. It might be a little sore later after the painkiller wears off, but I don't see why they had to put my arm in a sling. It's not like I can't move it or anything." He said, looking down at the hand of his arm that was in the sling and flexing his fingers.
"Really?" Zim took Dib's hand, gently running his thumb over it. "Heh. For a minute there, I thought I'd done much worse." He smiled at him a little. "But maybe it's best you don't move it around too much. I know how painful dislocating limbs can be...Even for Irkens." He laughed a bit in a light-hearted manner.
Dib smiled back at Zim. "I'm kind of surprised this is the first time I've ever dislocated anything considering how much we used to fight in the past." He said in a slightly amused tone of voice also.
"Hmm." Zim ran a hand through Dib's hair, still smiling. "And...Hopefully it will be the last time." He brought his hand down from his hair to his cheek. "I'm still finding it hard to believe I did that in my sleep." He said, a little surprised by his own strength.
Dib tensed slightly at those words. "W-Well, you didn't exactly DO anything to me. You just kind of clung to my arm and wouldn't let me go. I just panicked and tried to get away when your PAK began to activate. S-So it really WAS my fault." He said, having been unable to help himself in that moment.
Staring at him a little surprised for a moment, Zim then shook his head. "No. If you hadn't woken me up like that, I could have done much worse once my PAK had been activated...But if I do anything like that again just...yank on my antennae or something. That will wake me up for sure." He said with a small nod, not even wanting to consider what might have happened if he hadn't woken up when he had.
Staring up at Zim's antennae for a moment, Dib then reached up a hand to take one of the thin appendages between his fingers. "I...don't want to hurt you though, and I know how sensitive these can be." He gave it a slight rub, drawing out a low moan from Zim just to make the Irken cover his mouth almost the second it had left his lips. Staring back at the now blushing alien, he then let go of his antenna. "S-Sorry..." He apologized, blushing a bit himself.
Zim moved himself so his face was buried in Dib's neck to hide his blush. "It's...okay." he said, re-wrapping his arms around the other and lightly brushing his lips against his neck affectionately.
His eyes shut as he let his body go lax against Zim's, Dib inhaled in a small gasp before humming out a small content sigh through his closed lips. "Mmmm..." He sounded out in the quiet room.
Gently moving his hands along Dib's back as he hugged him closely to himself, Zim closed his eyes as he gave his neck one small affectionate lick before he continued to lightly rub his lips against it again.
The feel of the Irken's lips gently dragging themselves across his skin relaxing him, Dib began to nod off just a bit against Zim. "Mmmmm...That feels really good, Zim..." He murmured against the other's antennae.
Zim's antennae twitched a little. "Mmmm..." He parted his lips a bit to breathe out warm air against Dib's neck, moving up and along it gently.
A low-toned groan escaping his lips at the pleasurable feeling, Dib tilted his head back slightly, just enough to allow Zim more room.
Running his hands down Dib's back a little, Zim moved himself against his neck more, giving it a few small licks.
Beginning to pant heavily against the other's antennae, Dib's face flushed a light pink.
"Mmm..." Zim blushed at the feel of Dib's warm breath on his antennae before peeking his eyes open a little and working up Dib's neck to his face by dragging his lips over his skin. Lightly brushing his lips against Dib's, he then pushed into a little peck before pulling away a small distance to smile at the other, bringing up a hand to Dib's cheek and lightly rubbing his thumb there.
Blush deepening as he stared back at Zim, Dib brought a hand up to trace his fingers across his lips where Zim had just kissed him.