Ink Me Up, Baby [2P!China x Reader]
The air was cool and crisp, the breeze a constant nipping at your nose. It was only early November, not even two weeks in, yet it seemed as though no one told Mother Nature that. Instead of dearly missed sweater-weather, you got shivers-and-coat-weather. Really, this type of day was one only enjoyable inside.
'Speaking of inside,' you thought, teeth snapped together in an effort to keep them from chattering, 'how far down is this place?!'
It was the middle of the afternoon and, instead of wasting the day away curled in a blanket while on Netflix, Allen had insisted that you come and visit him. Unlike you, Allen still had work and couldn't take the day off; which was, in his words, "absolute bullshitery". So, after consistently bugging you for a good hour with texts filled with "I'm bored", "come over", and "gdi it's colder than Satan's blueballs out give me a break here", you finally caved.
After dragging yourself from out under your toasty blankets, yo