The "Guardian" Demon

Mouth Mask

I'm bored and need to pee
Edit: I peed

Jackle had been using his physical form more than often now that he lived with Brick. He was able to do so many more things in his physical form, which included touching and grabbing. But overtime he was getting bored of not being able to interact with the world around him, he couldn't just flat out walk out the door. He was a demon, with particularly chompy attributes. Sure, he could use a scarf, but those got less effective when summer rolled around. Continue using those surgical masks, sure. But Jackle wanted something better, something stylish. Something... you could find at a store!
Brick was on his way to the mall with some friends of his, like most teenagers probably end up doing. Their heads on one mindset, food. Yeah he had food at home, but half eaten bags of chips and cup noodles could only last you so much until you need something new again. It was an insufferable bus ride, considering he had motion sickness and was standing the whole time, but the talking and laughing was mildly distracting from the headache rattling inside his skull. Luckily, his headache calmed the moment the bus reached their stop.

The mall was chatty and packed, what you would expect on a Saturday afternoon. They all split up to roam around and buy their own separate things, and all mutually agreed to meet at the bubble tea shop in thirty minutes. That gave Brick a good opportunity to buy some things for the apartment and for himself that he desperately needed. Almost half way to the bath and bodyworks, until suddenly. POOF, it barely made a sound. Brick felt a presence beside him, and looked to his left. Which totally looked on edge to the average mall pedestrian as soon as Brick let out a small yelp when he saw Jackle hovering right over his shoulder.
"You scared me! Why are you here," whispering as unprovoked as possible, trying not to get even more people already thinking he was insane.
"I need a favour from you."
"What now." He didn't even try to ask why, he knew if he didn't do it Jackle would be at his nagging nonstop until he got it.
"Y'know my teeth and such?"
"Yeah?"
"I wanna get one of those mouth masks I saw online, I figured since you were already going to the mall you could get me one."
He was going to use his hard earned money for basic hygiene, but sure, this was much more important. Well, there was this store; he used to go there when he was fourteen and way in his emo phase. A solid little punk store where any goth could fulfill their hearts content in. The money he had was more than usual, so he decided it couldn't hurt.

The store was dimly lit with the light at a red hue, it gave Brick a flooding sense of nostalgia seeing the countless pins and t-shirts. But he was here for Jackle, so he couldn't get distracted by his own desires. They strolled around until they found the face mask area, divided into 2 categories: the goth ones, and the cutesy ones. He figured Jackle, a demon, would go to the punk ones first. Eyeing the plethora of face masks he thought Jackle would like.
"Oh see here, there's a teeth one, a stitched mouth one, this one looks like it's dripping blood. This one even has a a bunch of cool silver piercings on it-"
"What about that one."
Brick was cut short of his rummage of possible masks, and quickly looked at the demon who was pointing to the other side of the wall.
His eyes followed his arm to his index finger and found he was pointing to a particular mask. Solid black, but the design is what threw him slightly off guard. A cat face. Or mouth to be more exact, completed with a nose and tongue in white. Simple, and cute. He couldn't say this is what he expected, but he wasn't the one to disagree with his preferences. He's known him for about a year, and didn't exactly know everything about him. "Whatever," he thought and dismissed his judgment, agreeing to pay for his mask. He walked up to the register, and paid for the mask as promised.
"Hold on, I wanna try it on," Jackle said as Brick halted on his way to the exit.
"Fine."
Brick shuffled to the nearby men's washroom, and once he knew it was empty let Jackle transform back. The way he transformed wasn't special, it was just him landing on the ground in a quick blink, just as how he appears and disappears. Jackle snatched the mask and immediately put it on, which went well with his same colour shirt and shoes. He'd always miracle some random clothes on himself, which always confused Brick. Brick wasn't sure if those were real clothes he took from somewhere, or if it was just willed into existence.
"There you are, you happy?"
"Very."
"You owe me next time," Brick grumbled, exiting the washroom followed by a smiling demon.