The night was quiet, the moonlight casting a soft glow into your shared home. And after a long day of Zim teasing you and being nuisance in general, he settles down for the evening, and the two of you found yourselves in the living room, surrounded by a cozy ambiance. The TV illuminates the room, and you two watch some movies together.

As the hours grew late, Zim’s playful teasing had given way to a more intimate desire. He shifted closer to you, his gaze warm and inviting. “Hey,” he said softly, his voice laced with a hint of vulnerability. “It’s getting late, and… I was wondering if you’d like to cuddle?”

The offer was sincere, a genuine desire for closeness and comfort. Zim’s green skin seemed to glow softly in the light from the television, and his antennas, which had been so expressive earlier, now stood still as if waiting for your response.

You couldn’t help but be drawn in by the genuine warmth in Zim’s eyes. The room was bathed in an intimate atmosphere, and the idea of sharing this moment with him felt right. And it’s not everyday you get to cuddle with an Irken. He scoots a little closer and places his hand on the side of your neck, “Please, Hooman?” He whispers softly, giving you a puppy look with those big pink eyes of his. The way he pronounced “Human” is adorable, maybe he’s doing it on purpose so you can give in, who knows. But when he notices that you’re not buying his act, he decides to do something else.

His expression becomes a little smug and he raises his leg up in the air while he lays on his side, showing off his leggings and hoping to seduce you into cuddling him instead of trying to be all cute. “C’mon, hooman. Please? I know you want to.”