what you call that; Chase atlantic ( 0:27)
"No okay, you see my friends and I had a butt load of alcohol and we were just messing around really. Uh okay then there was this dare and-" Chan started rambling. The video the shorter male had shown him was the footage of Chan and his friends vandalising the four bikes. Even drunk, he could tell from the leather jackets and chain necklaces and dyed hair that those handsome four boys were indeed the owners of the bikes they have fucked up.
"Shut up. I didn't ask." Changbin cut off the taller male infront of him.
"If you don't want us to report you, pay us the money you owe us to repair our fucking bikes." Changbin said again.
Chan's knees were weak, he wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol or from the hot man infront of him. He was pretty sure it was the dude staring him down though.
"We.. don't have any, how do I put this nicely, um you know what they call money? Or shall I say, bag? Yeah we don't have that, not one bit no."
Changbin rolled his eyes at Chan, the three other guys standing behind Changbin all feeling annoyed at his stalling. Chan asked them for a 5 minute time out while he 'discussed' with the other boys in his car. He hurriedly pulled the door handle and immediately told them what had happened.
"Alright I didn't expect them to actually find us." Jisung's breaths sped up as he started to imagine a life in prison.
"Chan Hyung there's got to be another way, none of us have found jobs. It's next to impossible for us to pay them back." Seungmin, despite having a tremendous headache and vomit at the back of his throat, was of course still the most intellectual and rational one. Where was that smart brain when they were committing that crime? We'll never know.
"Hyung just fucking drive off."
Jisung, Seungmin and Chan stared at Jeongin, before Seungmin flicked his forehead.
"Dumbass, firstly we can't run over them that's just adding to our list of crimes. Secondly, they know our faces and car plate number. If they had found us now, what makes you think they won't find us again?"
Seungmin explained.
The three boys nodded. After about another 3 minutes looking for a solution, Jisung came up with offering them some snacks at their shared apartment and discussing a different way to make it up to them. Because them four graduates were broke. Did they really have a choice now?
"Okay I'll talk to them."
Chan once again exited the vehicle, meeting eyes with the man who showed him the camera footage. Chan scratched the back of his neck, in hopes of calming his nerve before stating their offer.
"There has to be another way, we really don't have any money right now, we just graduated."
Changbin looked at Felix, Hyunjin and Minho who all this time had been internally drooling at the three other boys sitting nervously in the car. Minho just nodded at him showing that they agreed to discuss it further in their apartment.
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Fanfiction[Minsung, Seungjin, Jeonglix, Chanbin] 4 newly grads. 4 street racers. 1 unfortunate dare that strings their lives together whether they like it or not. Motorcycle street racing AU TW: sexual content, illegal activities, cross dressing Note: pur...
