Beelzemon X (Female) reader

Chapter Seven

You woke with a gasp and your hands flew to your throat. "Jeri? Takato?" You whimper and sit up to find yourself laying on a couch.
You try to stand but fall back on to the couch with a small squeal due to your leg injury. You tear a piece of fabric off the leg of your jeans and wrap the wound.
"Wonder if this is his home..." You stand but bare through the pain. You begin to walk around and peek in different rooms.
You came across the last unchecked door. Either he left you here alone. Or he was behind that door.
You open. It a tad and peek inside seeing something or someone curled up under the covers of the bed that sat against the  middle of the back wall. There was monster himself. Beelzemon.
He was asleep on the bed his boots off and his jacket off as well. You closed the door quickly and quietly. You look around trying to remember where the bathroom had been. 'Wait- does he even have a bathroom?!' you question and look around frantically.
You begin to open a door but stop when you're picked up from behind. You squirm and shake your head violently. "Le-lemme go! Lem-mme go! Lemme go-o" you scream kicking.
"Jeez kid stop..." You didn't seem to stop
"SHUT UP WILL YOU?! It's too early for this you brat-" he growls and drops you off infront of a closed door.
You open it just a little and peek inside. "It's a bathroom?" you look at him slightly shocked.
"Yeah, yeah. Stop being surprised and do what you need to" he waved you into the bathroom and tossed you some clothing.
You caught them to the best of your ability and looked up at him, "thanks but these aren't my size-"
"Fine-" He mumbled under his breath, "ungrateful lil-" he stopped there.
You handed him the pants but held onto the shirt, "you know what I'll wear this then and if I'm so 'ungrateful' then why did I say thank you and I've got an idea for pants so thanks but no thanks, for the pants anyways"
He rolled his eyes and walked out closing the door, "why do I even bother with this brat?" He asked himself laying on the couch.

With your friends-

Jeri was back on Leomons' shoulder and they were all back on the road to find you. "Look!" Kazu said pointing at the ground.
"Would you stop pointing at everything you see?" Rika rolled her eyes before looking at what he was pointing at. She looked up at him frowning, "well it looks like you actually found something useful."
They all crowded around to see what he found. "Tire tracks? This must be from a motorcycle or something" Kenta said.
"No... It's obviously from a sixteen wheeler." Rika replied sarcastically.
Guilmon began to follow the tracks with Takato right behind him and the others followed, not far behind Takato.
"Lets hope we can find them." Jeri said looking up.
"We will" Rika said and nodded.

With You and Beelzemon-

You hopped out of the shower, making sure to be careful with your leg and slipped on your undergarments and the shirt you were given. It was a little big but you could deal with it. You look at your jeans and stand on the toilet due to him being tall so the cabinet being so high up and you go through a cabinet looking for something.
Meanwhile, Beelzemon face palmed, "what is taking so long?" He stood after having a thought about you try to escape. He couldn't let you leave, he needed at least one you. He could either just kill you, use you as bait, or maybe he could get your digimon to hand himself over. Who knows at this point?
He knocked on the door but got no response.
"Alright you little pest" he kicked the door open to find you climbing on the toilet digging through the cabinet with just your undergarments and the little longer than your normal shirt.
You look at him and your eyes widen. "Pervert!" You squeal and almost fall off the toilet.
"Oh sure- I'm the perverted one. Says the one snooping through my things without my permission!" He growls his face turning a light tint of red.
"Just get out!" You squeak throwing your old shirt at him.
"Ok jeez" he left again and shut the door, not noticing how red your face had turned as he left.
You frowned and finally found what you were looking for. You carefully got down and grabbed your jeans.
You look at the scissors, they were the same side of red as Beelzemons' eyes, "is this a joke?" You mumble to yourself. But you did have to admit it was a nice color but you still enjoyed f/c (if the colors are the same the second favorite I guess :/)
You cut the jeans with they were a dollar bill length above the knee due to the fact that, that was all that was salvageable. You slip them on and slip on your tinnis shoes.
You open the bathroom door and walk out, looking around. You spot Beelzemon napping on the couch and roll your eyes and frown, "I was there you jerk-" you mumble before going to the front door. You try to open it but it refused to open. 
You cross your arms and growl. You decide to try something and you try pushing and pulling until you gave up and went in a fit, kicking the door trying to kick it to open.

This had around a thousand words so I decided to end it there. I said that I've been feeling sick but I found out that I've made myself sick by stressing about things so I might write more in attempt to get rid of stress but who knows for sure if it'll help? So see ya all later
-Spook-