Show me your smile [Beelzemon x Reader]

44: Cure

Beelzemon lays there, now cramping from time to time. You feel like he's still a despicable excuse of a man, being angry with him about him hurting you earlier. How could someone who's head over heels for you suddenly start hurting you for no reason? You cross your arms, glaring at him. The venom is so bad it's taken the color from his skin. After a moment he stops moving. Now you can't even hear his breath. Something melts and starts feeling warm inside your chest.

The wound on his side is still open so you get on your knees, remove his top and start sucking the blood out and hopefully the venom too. The taste is filled with iron and bitterness. Every time your mouth is full, you empty it to the bucket you were given earlier. The blood is a mixture of purple and red, swirling together in the bucket. You take a break a few minutes after for breath and use the time to check his pulse. His wrist gives off a few weak and slow pulses before the feeling stops. You place your ear on his bare, cold and sweaty chest. You can't hear his heartbeat anymore. Tears start flowing out from your eyes.

You lean back and sigh, feeling sad. You wonder about the feeling. Why would you feel sad for a person dying whom you hate so much? No, you don't hate him anymore. The feeling disappeared right before you started trying to remove the venom from his body. Instead, you feel regret from all the things you didn't tell him before he died. The feeling brings you back to when you first came to the digital world two weeks ago. The time has gone so fast but still you feel like you've known him always. The emblem on your chest starts feeling warm.

You wipe out your tears, deciding to give him his last kiss before he's gone. His once soft pair of lips now feel cold and stiff against the pair of yours. After a moment the emblem on your chest starts glowing red and your hand on his cheek grows a vine with small red hibiscus flowers, extending to his cheek. You're startled by it and pull a little bit back but so that your lips still touch his ever so lightly. It disappears almost immediately and he opens his eyes, staring right into the pair of yours before he moves his hand weakly to the back of your neck, pressing your head back down and resulting another kiss. The tears that formed after you wiped the last ones off drop on his face as you feel the life returned to his lips.

He opens his mouth a bit hinting you to do that too before his tongue enters your mouth. His now lively and hungry tongue plays with yours, gaining dominance since you're confused with what's happening but you're happy you got to kiss him one more time. After a bit he releases his hold on you and pants, blushing. You look at him, crying again. "I.. didn't know you felt like this..." he mutters. You turn away, looking into a mirror. The emblem on your chest has changed again - the other half is empty again.

Before you get to think about it any more, he grabs your hand gently. "Do you forgive me, (Y/N)?" he speaks with a shaky voice, like he's almost crying. You look at him, noticing he's hiding his face. It makes you chuckle softly and wrap your other arm around him, laying your head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat. "You're at least yourself again, full with kindness and pride... I suppose I could forgive you but... You really did a number on me that time and I'm afraid...."

He wipes his face and clears his throat, answering you with a tone in his voice that makes him sound dependable. "We can always start from the beginning, I could show you I won't mistreat you and I'll be gentle. We could take little steps if you feel like trusting yourself onto me. Look, you already started with a hug and a kiss so I think I didn't lose all of your trust. You know, the hair broke when you shut the door behind you that time.." You close your eyes. "I can't believe my ears... Why would you give your half of Love to Lucemon if that was the case?" He sighs. "Ya really did a Heartbreak shot on me. I just wanted to get rid of everything that reminded me of you 'cause I thought that was the end of us."

You nuzzle your head against his chest, feeling tired. He takes a hold of your waist, lifting you on the bed gently. "There, better?" he asks. You nod. He pets your head softly as it stays laying on his chest. His gentle fingers play with your hair, making you melt into his touch. "There, there. I ain't dying for as long as you're by my side. Promise me you're never leaving me again. If you do, I might just go crazy." You yawn and speak in a tired manner. "Don't ever act angry with me again even if it was because of your pride..." With those words your body grows heavy enough you can't do a single motion anymore.

His arms wrap around you softly like he wants to protect you from everything that would hurt you. You feel secure in his arms, reminding you of the time when he used to be a Baalmon. You fall asleep.

You see Baalmon's form, running immediately towards him. He welcomes you with open arms, hugging you tight. "(Y/N)... Why didn't you resist? You told me you would if I ever tried to hurt you..." You look at him, smiling. "I was really angry and turned on at the moment so I kind of felt satisfied until it started to hurt and by then my strength was gone... Don't worry. I still trust you, but the hard thing is to be fearless if you're upset. I suppose you understand."