Strangers

Baalmon falls asleep in a random cave after moving constantly for several days. When he wakes up, he finds your nosy ass staring at him while he sleeps.

Purely self indulgent

Unestablished relationship

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Baalmom had been traveling through this zone for a while. Several days or maybe a week, he wasn't sure. But what he was sure of was the fact that he needed sleep soon before he ran out of strength. He may be an incredible warrior, but he could tell when he needed a moment of respite. His body was getting ready to give out from the lack of rest.

His eyes fell on a nearby cave and he swiftly made his way inside it, not wasting anytime, he wanted to be out of the storm already and tucked away into a dark, enclosed space. He let out a soft sigh, finding a spot in a small corner in the cave, somewhere out of sight from the entrance if anyone were to pass by the mouth of it. Lying down, he used his cape as a make shift pillow, keeping his head slightly elevated. It was far from the most uncomfortable spot he had slept in, but it still wasn't exactly good for his body to sleep like this. He was grateful that he didn't need to search too much to find a spot to rest, it made things easier on him. Much easier.

“Ain't I lucky?" He muttered to himself, shifting slightly before he got fully comfortable. Making himself comfortable in the cave's interior. Well, as comfortable as he could get with the circumstances. His thoughts continuing to drift from one topic to the next as he struggled to find sleep, continuing to toss and turn. His mind racing over recent jobs he been sent on, the people he had to deal with, god it was all so irritating.

Eventually, Baalmon drifted to sleep, his eyes fluttering closed. Blissfully unaware of what was happening around him. He was in desperate need of this sleep, and due to his exhaustion, it was quite a deep sleep. Leaving his unknowing of the being watching him in his sleep. He hadn't slept like this in a long time and he was grateful to be getting proper, restful sleep for once.

When Baalmon did wake up, he was groggy and a bit disoriented. He did however sense a presence nearby. Very close by. That put him on guard. Slowly, he opened his eyes, not sure what he would see once they were open. His body beginning to tense in preparation for whatever he might be facing. His hand twitched as if to reach for one of his weapons, but he made no sudden moves yet. He didn't want to lash out against a potential innocent digimon, one who could prove to be useful to him if treated with respect.