Show me your smile [Beelzemon x Reader]

39: Second bearer of the Code Keys

"So ya tried activating them and stuff?" he asks, taking another breath of the cigarette, blowing the smoke all over your face with a straight face. "Jesus, stop. It smells bad enough without you doing that." He looks at you, expecting a response. "I think so, yeah. But I wonder where to put those to use them." He opens his pack of cigarettes. "I dare you to try how it helps you think. Yer a blank minded idiot anyway." He's not yelling at you and it feels weird. "Come on take one. 'm not givin' this one to ya. Wouldn't want ya touching mine."

You reach out to the packet, taking one and down the rest of the bottle after that. Then you put it in your mouth. "Got light?" you ask. "Light it yourself. I know you can so 'm not helping ya." You concentrate some energy on your palm and let it flow on your middle finger, showing it to him as a small fire lights up the cigarette. "Go on, take a breath" he tells you. You glare at him before you close your eyes, breathing the smoke in through the filter. As you breathe out, you start coughing. The taste is too intense and smoky, like a burnt barbecue sauce. "How the hell does this help anything? Destroying my lungs with this shit?" you ask him, partially yelling.

"Three... Two... One..." he counts. Then it hits you. Your mind is as clear as the sky but you feel a little bit tired. Otherwise it doesn't feel so bad. You take another breath, not coughing this time since you had less of the smoke. "So... I get where you're coming from with this smoking business, yeah. But I'm not doing this for my own will, get it?" He smiles teasingly. " 'm not helpin' ya outta my own will either." He finishes the cigarette and opens up another bottle of liquor, taking a huge sip.

"So, you were supposed to save the world with me. You already have one Code Key and we're supposed to gather like, all seven or something" you start. "Yeah, speaking of which I killed one asshole a while back since I was bored. He dropped a Code Key but I couldn't activate it." You wonder. "So you felt the need to activate a Code Key? That's weird" you say and have some more smoke. "Yeah, kind of wanted to get stronger but what the hell. Greed's off limits anyway when you got gluttony. Would've only made things worse for me."

You look at him as he bares the Code Key. It feels inviting so you decide to touch it. The power surges into you, making your body form vines again. This time the flowers are purple violets. "Oh, look. I could do the thing you couldn't. I'm still better than you" you say teasingly before taking another breath of the cigarette. He looks at the two remaining Code Keys in your hands for a moment before grabbing them in his fist. A light comes out from the spaces in his fist and he looks surprised. After a bit he looks at his now empty hands. "Cool. Pride and Envy. Guess I could use this power for putting a few villages down." You look at him for a moment before taking the last breath of the cigarette and stumping it on the ashtray.

"So you can use them? I... This can't be a coincidence..." you wonder. He grins. "Who's stronger now, huh?" he asks. You take another bottle from the floor, downing it in seconds. "Are you trying to challenge me? 'Cause I'm on!" He puts the chair back to its place and gets in position on the table, holding his hand up. "Comin' or not?" he asks. You smirk and sit on the opposite side, grabbing his hand. "I'll show you I'm not a weak little girl you think of me as." He laughs and summons a Bakemon. "Ya'll be doin' the judgin'" he says and the Bakemon holds your hands in place before telling you to go at it.

You let all your energy flow into your arm, enhancing your strength. His arm is flaming with red yellow and blue. Both of you haven't moved an inch but you're using almost all you got just to hold his hand in place. He seems to be in the same situation too. "Huh? Think yer almost a good match for me" he says, trying to look like he's not taking much to use this much power. His muscles grow a little bit bigger and you're losing your stamina fast. Soon you wouldn't be able to hold it.

Your other hand takes a hold on the scarf around your neck and it suddenly adds your strength. You take a few deep breaths before roaring and hitting his hand on his side of the table. The table breaks from the impact. Bakemon announces the winner. It's you. You hold your arm because it hurts for overusing your muscles. "See? I'm still ahead of you." He looks away. "...Cheater." You look at him. "What did you say? I used MY strength and I probably made my arm nearly break, it was a close call!" He crosses his arms. "Whatever. Yer a good match. Appreciate it" he says, offering you his hand to shake yours in the terms of good sportsmanship. You shake his hand with your well one."

"So this means you're sleeping on the sofa for the time being. Touch me and I'll cut you." He looks surprised. "What the fuck, yer comin' to my tower and start makin' yer own rules for yer benefit? The fuck, bitch?" You smile. "It's your loss. Sorry, not sorry." He sits back on the sofa, downing the rest of his bottle. "Now I need to get wasted to stand yer bossy ass 'ere" he says. You laugh at him in a mean manner. The Bakemon are now cleaning up the table and making a new one to have breakfast at.