Dragon District: 2P!China x Reader

Chapter Three: He's More Than What He Seems

You were currently staring at your closet full of clothes — and internally screaming.

Everything. Everything. Everything was wrinkled to the point of no return.

At least, no return unless you washed literally all of it, which sucked because your parents hadn't bought the washing machine or dryer yet. This is what I get for stuffing all my clothes into boxes, you thought as you cursed this move. What should I do now...?

You took out your phone and called your mother, since both she and your dad weren't home. They had gone out for groceries since the kitchen was now completely unpacked and the refrigerator was close to empty. "Hey, so, it turns out all my clothes are wrinkled, and, yeah..."

She then proceeded to ask why you never said anything yesterday, since they'd asked if you were all unpacked and you'd said yes. The truth was you hadn't gotten around to putting away your clothes till now, and she simply told you that you had to go to the laundromat and stick them all in a dryer. Afterwards, you'd just need to fold them and the large wrinkles would be long gone.

"But where's the laundromat?"

"We don't know yet; we were planning on doing that tonight. We'll have to go there for our laundry until we buy our own washer and dryer. Just go ask Allen or something," Her voice sounded rushed and you heard the beeping of a check-out counter in the background.

"Ugh, fine." You hung up, slipped on your shoes, and walked out the front door.

You only walked about eight steps until you were facing his front door. Raising a fist, you knocked loudly. "Allen, you in there? I need to ask you something."

You knew his parents weren't here at this time either because of work. "Come on, I know you're in there.~" He was one of those people you could get comfortable around easily. "Aaaaaaalleeeeee-" The door swung open before you could finish your sing-song call.

"-Sorry doll, no time. I have somewhere to be." He turned and walked back into his house but left the door open for you to walk in.

"I just need to ask you something real quick. That okay?"

He was gathering stuff and jamming it into a black JanSport backpack. "Yeah whatever. Shoot."

"Where's the nearest laundromat?"

He had his back to you and visibly stopped shoving things into the backpack. "Uh..."

"I have a ton of stuff to de-wrinkle!"

He pulled out his phone and checked the time. "Shit, I need to be there in two minutes... I don't think I can take you, boo."

"Just tell me where it is?"

"You'll get confused with the street names, I just know it."

"I won't. Besides," You glanced at his bag. "Where are you even going?"

He looked at you and pouted. "To meet a stupid... er, relative. Don't ask anymore." He unlocked his phone and started calling someone. "I'll just have Zao take you there." He announced as the tone started ringing.

"No!" You practically lunged for him, "Why Zao?!"

The phone was still pressed to his ear as he jumped away from you, "Uh, who else of my friends do you know?! Pshh, no one yet, duh. And besides, it's good that Zao gets out and doesn't stay home doing lines of coke or someth-"

"-No, hang up!" You reached for his phone again, "Can't you just give me directions?!"

He managed to dodge you again. "I told you, I need to leave like, right fucking now." When you pounced for his phone one last time, he raised it up high enough so you couldn't reach it. He watched you with slight amusement as you swiped helplessly for it. "...Haha, you're like a cat.~" Teasingly, he lowered it to your level, only to yank it away before you got the chance to snatch it.