"Hey, Draken."
"What."
"What did you mean by 'not like that'."
"I meant not like that."
She puffs out her cheeks.
"Why are you like this, we haven't had a single conversation since we started this trip."
For context, they had left the hotel in Kanto and were now south bound for Shiga. It's been about five days since their trip started, Draken had been asleep for two of them because of the strange gun shot wound. This time they switched rides with one of the members and were now sporting a black Miada.
"I don't like talking."
"Well I do."
"I don't care."
Draken was noticeably annoyed. It's not that he didn't want to start up a conversation with her, he just didn't know how. He wasn't really one to talk more than a few sentences at a time.
"Come on please!"
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Pleaseeee!"
"Fine... I grew up in a brothel."
"A brothel?!"
She asks, shocked.
"Yea, don't make such a big deal out of it."
"Okay, but like a brothel brothel? Where are your parents."
A vain pops up on his head.
Damn she's annoying.
Draken doesn't like talking about his parents, mostly because he doesn't know who they are.
"I don't have any parents."
"Oh, I'm so sorry... I don't have any parents either."
She giggles. He looks over at her, confusion on his face.
"Oh, what happened?"
YOU ARE READING
Road Trip ~Ken Ryuguji (Draken) x Reader~ TR
RomanceA chance meeting can save a life, that's what you thought when a platinum blonde came your way. An incident, an adventure, a venting session. Sometimes a moment can last for a lifetime. (There are a lot of chapters but most of them are pretty short.)
