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"Shit!" Minho shouted as his spray can ran out of paint, "there's no more red is there."
"We didn't bring anymore, no," Changbin replied.
"Dammit," Minho frowned before picking up a different color, hoping his artwork would still look fine.
"Wait, Min," Changbin said and they both paused before taking off when they heard footsteps right before a, "hey! Stop!"
"Go go go," Minho said with a chuckle.
Changbin followed right behind the older, running through alleyways and taking lots of turns to avoid getting caught by whoever was chasing them.
They stopped for a moment only to hear someone behind them still, so they continued running. They were at least 30 minutes from either of their places by foot and they preferred not to take the taxis in the area as they just simply didn't like them and didn't want to pay for public transportation.
"How are they still chasing us," Changbin asked as they continued running.
"I don't know," Minho replied.
"I can't run much longer," Changbin panted.
"Me either," Minho nodded.
They were sweating and tired, having been running for around ten minutes with only a couple short breaks. They stopped for a moment once again and Changbin ran a hand through his hair.
"They're still coming I can hear them," Minho said, barely able to get the words out clearly in between his panting.
"Come on," Changbin nodded and they took off again. Th eh continued in between buildings, dodging things and eventually Minho told the younger to throw the bag of spray paint into a dumpster and they would just buy more since the bag was slowing Changbin down and knew if he himself took it, he would be slowed down by it too.
After that, they were able to pick up their pace a little more, still having to take little breaks only to hear people behind them still. Eventually, they truly couldn't run anymore and they stopped, collapsing onto the pavement in an alleyway and not long after they stopped they heard people approaching them from both in front of and behind them.
"Show me your hands!"
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"You're lying," Jisung laughed.
"I'm not, some random girl asked me out," Felix said, also chuckling.
"Why do girls keep asking?" Jeongin asked, eating another fry of his.
"Not sure," Felix asked.
"Anyway," Jisung asked, "are you going to come along to meet Chan tonight?"
Felix smiled softly, "yeah. I'll do it."
"You'll join the musical thing?" Jeongin asked.
"Yeah I'm gonna do it," Felix nodded.
Jisung cheered, smiling brightly at his friend. He was passionate about the musicals he did with Chan. He wasn't super confident about it when he first did one, but Chan helped him with his confidence and he was hoping the older would do the same with Felix.
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Drama Club
FanfictionMinho and Changbin are into art. But not legally. Running around tagging buildings for the fun of art, and the thrill of the chase. It lands them in an unexpected place for community service and end up with more than they thought they'd gotten signe...