Dragon District: 2P!China x Reader

Chapter Two: He Likes Good Girls

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"Hey, is the Wi-Fi working yet?" You asked your dad as you sat on the couch of your new house. The walls were bare and boxes were still in corners, but it felt comfortable already.

"Not yet," He was on his knees, plugging in all the necessary cords to the TV and wall. "Are you all done unpacking?"

"Yup."

"So you have nothing to do?" Your mother asked as she continued sorting through boxes in the kitchen.

"Um, I guess not."

She was organizing the silverware when she looked up and asked, "I noticed we lost our dishwasher soap. Mind going down to one of those stores down the street and buying some?"

"Ah, fine," You stood up and slipped your shoes on. "...So am I always gonna be running errands for you guys now that we're living in a city like this?"

Your mother chuckled, "Oh please, everything is so close together around here. Convenience is the purpose. There are so many shops nearby with everything we could possibly need."

You opened the front door. "Yeah. If I wanted to buy a samurai sword, I could just go across the street."

You were nearly out the door when you heard your father chime, "That's the beauty of Chinatown.~"

As you stepped out of the apartment building, your thoughts flashed back to yesterday when you first hung out with Allen and eventually met Zao. You briefly wondered if you'd meet anyone else before the school year started. Just like your father had mentioned before you moved here, it would be great to know people before starting a new high school in a new city. You made a mental note to ask Allen later what grade he's in.

And if Zao will be going to our school, you quietly added in the back of your mind. As soon as you realized you'd thought that, you shook it off. Why was that druggie still on your mind anyway? He probably—

Shit.

Before you could finish convincing yourself that you shouldn't get involved with him, of course, you just had to notice him across the street. Damn, why was everyone so social in Chinatown? People were hanging out at all hours around here.

It was only around eight in the evening, but it didn't change the fact that you were dismayed to see Zao again without Allen by your side. At least with Allen, he could fill any awkward silences with that loud mouth of his. Or rather, with that mindless banter he seemed to easily have with Zao.

Wait, why am I already thinking that I'm going to talk to him? you thought as you looked away from Zao. You were still standing in the exit doors of your apartment building, trying to pretend as if you didn't care that you were in lounging-around-the-house clothes.

Zao still hadn't noticed you yet, so that was good.

However, you couldn't ignore that you were curious to see who he was talking to.

Trying to look nonchalant, you glanced over to the group.

Okay, what the hell? you shook your head. Abort mission mate—what are you even doing?! You were thinking it, but you knew you couldn't actually tell him.

He was chatting with some people who were clearly taller, stronger, and about a hundred times more intimidating than him. Yet, he was talking as casually with them as if they didn't look like they could and would punch his teeth out at any given moment. "This guy... must have some connections..." You thought aloud as he laughed with the group and even made inappropriate gestures, thus causing a couple more laughs from the frightening-looking group.