"Sit here," Jin smiles softly. "Let me get you something to drink."

"Make it alcoholic," you say shakily, leaning back into his couch. "Something strong."

"Coming right up," he laughs, moving into the kitchen.

Seokjin brought you to his family mansion. You asked him to take you somewhere no one would find you, which is exactly where he'd planned to take you anyways.

Jin's mother has cameras everywhere in this house and he knows she's watching like a hawk. He's so stressed out and worried about Namjoon but he needs to focus on his act right now.

"Here you go," Jin says warmly, handing you a mixed drink. You catch him off guard when you down the whole thing in one go.

"Another one please," you say breathlessly as you hand him the cup. "Make it a little stronger."

"Your wish is my command," he smiles. Your heart would probably be fluttering if the situation were different, but your cheeks do flush just slightly at how beautiful he is.

You reach for the second cup but Jin pulls it back. "You have to drink this one slower," he says to you. "We can't have you puking everywhere."

"Yes, mom," you roll your eyes as he hands you the cocktail.

"Are you comfortable telling me what happened?" he asks softly, scooting himself closer.

"I don't even know," you glare down at your glass. "He dumped me over Jeffrey. I don't know if I believe it or not but it doesn't fucking matter anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I smell something fishy but that actually makes it worse. Either way he doesn't trust me."

Jin looks at you and your tear stained face, feeling helpless and wanting to fix everything right now. Your gaze meets his and the two of you get lost in each other's eyes.

"Do you think I'm being dramatic?" you ask him without breaking eye contact.

"No, I don't," he answers immediately, setting his hand on your knee. "I love Namjoon. He will always be my brother. But the way he treats you makes me sick and you deserve better."

Your eyes almost pop out of your head as they flicker between his face and his hand. "That's really what you think?"

"It is," he nods. "I want to punch him in the throat right now. I hate seeing you cry."

Jin watches as your face flushes a light pink and your shoulders stiffen. He knows he has you flustered. Jin is no stranger to hitting on women. He knows exactly how to do it and what to say. The face you're showing him is the exact face he knew he'd get.

"Are you hitting on me right now?" you ask bluntly, catching him off guard. He is definitely not used to women being so forward.

It doesn't take long for Seokjin to collect himself before saying, "And what if I am?"

Your eyes desperately search his. "I would think it's suspicious."

He tries to remain calm but his shoulders stiffen just slightly. He's about to respond but his breath hitches when you lean closer to him, your lips just inches from his.

"But I don't really care right now," you say softly, staring into his eyes before they flicker down to his lips. "Jin, do you remember how you said you wanted to help me?"

His eyes are wide as he has a mini heart attack on the inside. You being this willing to take comfort in him was not in his plans. But he can't break character. He knows he's being watched. Even if this is about to break Namjoon's heart.

"I do," he says softly, shifting to a more confident posture.

"I want you to help me forget," you say quietly as you bite into your lip.

Your eyes whip back up to his and he knows you're waiting for a signal. He stares into your eyes, hating himself before flicking his gaze down to your lips, giving you the okay.

You crash your lips against his, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulls your waist closer to him. You take control and push him onto his back, hovering over him as his hands roam your body. You lean back down to kiss him again and take him by surprise when you slide your tongue between his lips, making him groan. You start to unbutton his dress shirt when he grabs your wrist.

"Wait, [Y/N]," he says breathlessly, eyelids hooded and lips swollen. "We can't."

You freeze before tears start spilling out of your eyes again. "Why? You don't want me either?"

Jin bites into his lip to contain his anger and sadness as he watches you tremble over him. "That's not what I meant," he says softly, sitting up to wipe your tears before kissing you again. "I mean we can't do it here. Let me take you to my room."

Jin knows the only place without his mother's cameras is his room. He checked it this morning before he left. He won't give his mother the satisfaction of witnessing this, and he knows Namjoon is watching. He's not going to make him see any more of this than he has to.

Jin leads you to his room while you grip his hand tightly. He opens the door to let you through and glances up at the corner camera with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry," he mouths before closing the door.

"Wow," Jin's mother huffs, clapping her hands at her son's performance. "That was impressive."

Namjoon looks like he's about to throw up. He had to take a seat as soon as you kissed Jin and was forced to watch that entire scene. He wanted to look away but he couldn't.

"Still think you can get her back now?" she muses but Namjoon ignores her. It looks like the life is leaving his eyes as he stares blankly at the room you just walked into.

"I didn't know [Y/N] was so easy though," Mrs. Kim chuckles. "If it were anyone else I'd think she was a whore but I told you it's a mothers intuition. She and my Seokjin were made for each other. She can't resist him."

Namjoon continues to ignore her as the tears flow down his face, still staring blankly at the screen.

"Oh come on," she rolls her eyes. "There's plenty of fish in the sea."

"Then why did it have to be [Y/N]?" he asks shakily, burying his face in his hands. "There's plenty of fish for Jin too."

"You wouldn't understand," she sighs, placing her hands on her hips like she's annoyed Namjoon's even upset. "I saw my Seokjin in her eyes when I first met her. The same thing happened with my other son's current wife. It was much easier to persuade her though. She left the poor bastard she was with immediately."

"Well you have what you want," Namjoon says into his hands. "I won't let this be in vain. Give me Hae-Ran's location."

"Do you think I'm stupid?" she grits through her teeth, making Namjoon's teary and furious eyes snap to hers. "It's going to take more than one night of sex for Jin to convince [Y/N] to be with him. There's still a week left before they move, you need to have patience."

Namjoon stands up from his chair and heads for the door before he throws up.

"Goodbye Namjoon," she waves. "I'll see you back here tomorrow."

• • • • • • • •

"Wait, [Y/N], please don't go," Jin begs, gripping your arm as you try to storm through the kitchen. He can't let you leave, not yet.

"Jin, last night was a mistake," you say frantically, trying to pry his hand off of you. "Please, let's just pretend it didn't happen."

"I don't want to," Jin says angrily as he looks into your eyes. "I've been wanting to do that for months and I don't regret it."

Your cheeks flush pink as your eyes almost pop out of your head. "B-but still," you stutter. "This isn't right."

"Says who?" he scoffs. "Namjoon?"

You bite into your lip when you hear his name. "Yes," you say shakily.

"He broke up with you, remember?" Jin sighs, frustratedly running his hand through his hair. "You're single and I'm single. Having sex isn't a crime."

"Jin, you're one of his best friends," you whimper, tears threatening to fall again. "Don't you care about hurting him?"

"His loss is my gain," Jin glares, tightening his grip on your forearm. He knows he needs to put in 100% to convince you to stay. "He's the dumb ass who broke up with you. He has no right to be mad at either of us."

You stare at him in confusion before flinching at a noise from the front door.

"[Y/N]!" his mother beams as she enters the house. "Oh my gosh it's so good to see you."

Jin glares at her, oozing every ounce of fury and hatred he has towards her but she ignores it and walks over to you.

You turn around and awkwardly nod until you look down and remember how you and Jin are dressed. He's shirtless and just in his boxers while you're in one of his t-shirts. Your dress from last night is clutched in your hands, making it incredibly obvious what's going on. You panic a little bit more as you glance over at the hickey you left on Jin's neck.

"Don't worry honey," she chuckles, setting her purse down on the island. "I told you I'd support this relationship. You're already like a daughter-in-law to me."

"D-daughter in..." you stutter and trail off, your face turning a new shade of red.

"Mother," Jin sighs. "Don't call her that. You're going to scare her away."

"Nonsense," she smiles, grabbing your hand. "Have you two eaten? I'll order something and we can have breakfast together."

Jin watching his mother touch you so innocently makes his blood boil.

"N-no Mrs. Kim b-but I really need to go," you stammer. "I have some errands to run."

"Have my butler run them for you," she grins, pulling you to the dining room. "I won't take no for an answer. I haven't been able to contact you for some reason lately."

Your eyes nervously search for Jin but he's gone, probably just having gone to change. Mrs. Kim sits you down at the table and you shift uncomfortably, feeling your bare ass touch her seats. The only thing you have on is a skimpy thong. A thong that was meant for Namjoon and ended up being for Jin.

"So are you dating my Seokjin now?" she asks excitedly, gripping your hands in hers.

"Um... no," you look down at your lap. "Namjoon and I just broke up yesterday."

"Oh no," she frowns as she strokes your hand. "I'm sorry. So was Jin just rebound sex?"

"Mother," Jin grits through his teeth as he walks into the dining room fully clothed, scanning over your flushed face. "Don't ask things like that. This is between me and [Y/N]."

"I'm just curious," she pouts. "I think it's okay to have rebound sex. But I'm hoping it turns into something more."

Your face is beet red, unable to comprehend the conversation happening right now. Jin sighs and takes a seat next to you.

"Well you're obviously not going to let her leave," he says, making you flinch as he puts his hand on your thigh. "Might as well order breakfast."

"Coming right up," she smiles, moving back into the kitchen to order.

Jin glances at you and you're just staring at your lap. It's clear your mind is in overdrive from everything that's happened in the last 15 hours. Jin knows he needs to take advantage of you in this weakened state.

He gently grabs your face to make you look up at him. Your teary eyes search his, but you're not really looking for anything. You're on autopilot from the overstimulation.

Your eyes simply flutter closed as he presses his lips to yours before resting his forehead against yours. "You don't have to make any decisions right now," he says softly. "Just stay and have breakfast. You have to admit I'm at least a pretty good distraction."

You nod and pull away as his mom comes back into the room. "Oh sorry," she grins, walking into the awkward tension. "Did I interrupt? Should I leave?"

"Yes," Jin glares. "I need you to leave so I can kiss her and-"

Jin's cut off as he earns an impressive punch to the thigh from you.

"You didn't interrupt anything," you smile tightly. "What are we having for breakfast?"

The three of you chat about mundane life until the food arrives. You and Jin aren't able to eat much but it doesn't surprise Mrs. Kim one bit. She knows damn well what you're going through.

"[Y/N] do you want to move in here?" she asks randomly. "I'm sure you can't stay with Namjoon, and this place is under heavy surveillance. That awful girl can't get to you here."

That's laughable, Jin thinks to himself. This is the most dangerous place for her to be.

You bite into your lip and stare down at your plate. "I don't know what I'm going to do yet. I don't want to stay in that building anymore. Jeffrey might stay with me again."

"Who's Jeffrey?" she asks, even though she already knows the basics.

Fuck, she cannot know more about Jeffrey.

"He's just a friend," Jin answers before turning to you. "Stay here with me, I can keep you safe. I'm not sure Jeffrey would be willing to help you anymore."

"W-why not?" you ask frantically, tears brimming in your eyes.

"He was more hurt than you think," Jin lies through his teeth. "Just like Namjoon, he was only pretending to be okay."

You stare back down at your lap, trying not to start sobbing again. Jin tilts your face back up with his pointer finger to make you look at him.

"Stay with me, [Y/N]. You know you'll be safe here."

Your eyes widen as they bore into his. "Jin, why are you pursuing me so intently?"

His lips part before he collects himself and says, "I told myself that if Namjoon fucks up again I'm not going to hold back."

"But you've never expressed interest in me before."

"Yes I have."

"When?" you gape.

"Do you not remember all those times I stared at you and Namjoon longingly?"

"Y-yeah but-"

"I wasn't looking at Namjoon. I was looking at you." Even Jin is surprised at himself by how easily these lies are slipping from his mouth.

Your cheeks flush again as you think back on all the times you caught Jin smiling at the two of you. "O-oh," is all you can mutter out.

Jin moves his hand to cup your cheek, making you look into his eyes. "Move in here with me," he says again with a warmth and softness in his voice. "I'll take care of you. And I know you enjoyed last night just as much as I did from the sound of your moans."

"Jin," you grit through your teeth as your face turns into a tomato. "Your mother is right there."

"Oh, sorry," he chuckles, turning back to his plate. "When I look into your eyes it's like we're the only ones here."

Your forehead meets the table as he speaks. "Jin," you groan, "just stop talking."

"No, please continue," Mrs. Kim gleams. "Pretend like I'm not here. You two lovebirds are just the cutest."

You sigh as you force yourself to eat a few more bites.

"Stay here and shower at least," Mrs. Kim smiles warmly at you. "A nice hot shower can do a lot of healing."

You nervously glance up at Jin who's just smiling down at you. "I-I guess that would be nice."

"Perfect, I'll go grab you a towel and some clean clothes," she says excitedly, clapping her hands together.

You get up out of your seat and head to the kitchen to grab a sparkling water. You need something to calm your upset stomach.

Jin follows closely behind to make sure you're okay. He sees his mother standing at the foot of the stairs, watching.

"[Y/N]," he says to you, trapping your body between his and the island. "Look up at me."

You look around at your positions in confusion before looking up to meet Jin's eyes.

"I want to kiss you again," he says with a strong confidence in his voice. He needs his mother to hear it.

"W-what?" you panic. "Why?"

Jin's lips press against your neck and it spreads goosebumps over your body as he trails up to your jawline. "Because I want to," he says into your ear. "I want to make you feel good."

Jin feels your body temperature rise as your face gets red again. He's hoping Namjoon isn't in the computer room watching this.

He pulls back and grabs your chin, glancing towards the stairs to find his mother still staring like a psycho. His lips press against yours gently and you give in, melting into him.

Your breath hitches as he cradles the back of your neck and slips his tongue between your lips, gently tasting every corner of your mouth. You grip his sweatshirt and lean into him, letting out a small moan as his other hand grips your ass.

Jin's eyes flutter open as he looks towards the staircase but there's no one there. He pulls back for air and wraps you into a hug, trying to scan the room for her.

He releases you from his embrace when he hears her cleaning up the breakfast plates in the dining room. Walking into the room he grabs the towel and clothes from her, giving his mother such a hateful look that even she shivers a little.

"Yeah you're definitely my son," she laughs. "Now go take care of her."

He turns to head back to the kitchen, grabbing your hand before saying, "Shower in my bathroom."

Your shiny eyes look up at him and Jin can see there's a hint of lust behind them.

"Let me get you all sweaty again before you take your shower though," he smirks, knowing his voice is loud enough for both his mother and the cameras. "There's not a lot of girls who take me as well as you do."

You bite into your lip and nod, following Jin back into his room. He lets you in first before looking back at the camera, trying to apologize to Namjoon again if he's there.

Unfortunately, he is. Namjoon slams his cup to the ground, shattering glass everywhere and scaring the hell out of her subordinates in the room. Tears of hurt and anger stream down his face as he gets a call from Jin's mother.

"What do you want?" Namjoon grits through his teeth as he leaves the surveillance room. All of the cameras feed into the control room in the office of where Mrs. Kim works, making it almost impossible to trace or hack into.

"I just wanted to know if you saw how cute they are together," she snickers into the phone.

"Is antagonizing me part of the proposition?" he spits. "Can't you leave me alone? Why are you making me watch it?"

"Because making you witness what my son does to [Y/N] will make you less inclined to want her back."

Namjoon hangs up on her as he climbs into the van Mr. James has waiting for him outside. The ride home is completely silent as Namjoon stares out the window, trying to process everything.

Mr. James drops Namjoon off at his building and watches him slowly trudge through the doors. After his usual route he makes it to his apartment and swings the door open.

"How is it going?" Taehyung asks as soon as Namjoon shuts the door.

"Please," Nanami whimpers, jumping out of Jimin's lap. "Please tell me she hasn't been caught."

A slow smile creeps across his face as he looks around at everyone in the room. "Nanami you were right," he says as he moves towards the 12 monitors that are set up in his living room, scanning across them until he finds the footage of you and Jin in his room, both of you sitting on his bed, fully clothed.

"Translators really are the best actors."

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