Dragon District: 2P!China x Reader

Chapter Nine: His Past Remains Hidden

                  

Allen barged into your house. "Yo!"

With his left hand on the doorknob and foot in the doorway, he loudly proclaimed, "_____, NEEDA TELL YOU SOMETH-"

Oliver poked his head out from your kitchen, a cooking spoon in his hand. "-Allen darling? What's going on?"

Clutching a magazine, Flavio strutted out of the hallway. "What's all the commotion, Al? By the way, _____," He angled his head to you, "Are we gonna do our nails later or not?"

You followed Flavio out of your room and into the living space. "Huh? Oh, yeah. What's up Allen?"

His intimidating eyes traveled from Oliver, to Flavio, to you. After a moment, he squinted, crossed his arms, looked away and grumbled, "...Nice t'know you were all hanging out without me, tch."

You snorted and Oliver looked at him sympathetically. "What did you need to say, dear?"

He shrugged off the rest of his indignation and appeared solemn. "Well..." He slowly turned to face you. With a quick glance at Oliver and Flavio, he turned back to you and leaned in to whisper in your ear, "It's that...—"

Before he could speak another syllable, Oliver dropped his cooking spoon. Flavio tossed the fashion magazine over his shoulder and they both stood up and leaned in to listen. Very indiscreetly.

However, they needn't bother seeing as you inhaled sharply and staggered back a few seconds later. "ZAO'S IN THE HOSPITAL?!"

Upon hearing your screechy leak of information, both Oliver and Flavio let out some very un-masculine gasps as Allen quickly tried to wave it off, "It-It's nothing!"

"What happened?" Your jaw was dropped. An unsettling list of possible reasons flooded into your brain, all of which made you lightheaded with worry.

Was he in a car accident? A hit-and-run? Did he get jumped by one of his many enemies? DID HE HAVE AN OVERDOSE?!

Allen shamefully looked down to his feet and mumbled, "...We were doing parkour."

After a few heartbeats of silence, Oliver's thick eyebrows furrowed suspiciously. "Is that some kind of nEW DRUG?"

Flavio tsk'ed and adjusted a strand of his dyed blonde hair. "Isn't that what got Ma—"

Allen quickly slapped a hand across the Italian's mouth, "We don't talk about the Matt." He deadpanned.

"Allen," You sighed in exasperation. "Is Zao okay? When did this happen?"

He shrank back a little. "Uhhh... it was about three hours ago. We were at the skate park, messin' around and shit, and then this bangin' hot chick walked by, and I was supposed to do this catch-and-twist thingy with him but er, that didn't exactly happen."

You immediately stomped your foot and shouted, "You were supposed to catch him but didn't?!"

He held up his hands in a don't-shoot gesture, "I'm fucking sorry! But it's not my fault Ion's older sister walked by, y'know?! I was trying to look like a badass and hey, even Zao said he's not mad at me, so don't you start yelling at me, woman."

"He said he's... not mad at you?" Maybe he thought Ion's sister was 'distracting' too, you speculated.

He grinned smugly. "Zao doesn't get angry. You should know that by now. Also, there's the fact that he loves me."

You exhaled. "He does have a soft spot for you, not that I have any clue why."

"Come to think of it; tis true! I have rarely ever witnessed Zao become angry." Oliver chimed.