"Are you going to keep this from her?" Jin asks softly, turning the car back towards the company.

Namjoon anxiously looks down at the envelope in his hands. "I don't really have a choice."

"You're seriously going to keep [Y/N] in the dark?"

"What? Hell no," he says angrily, tears still brimming in his eyes. "If I were to randomly dump [Y/N] I'd lose her for sure. She'd never forgive me for not telling her."

"Wait so you are going to tell her?" Jin asks, confused.

"Of course I am," he growls. "When I said I don't really have a choice I meant I definitely have to tell her. I'm not going to be the same idiot who overthinks things on my own."

"Wow," Jin chuckles, but his throat tightens before he can actually laugh. He grips the steering wheel as a wave of guilt washes over him. "Namjoon I'm so sorry. I should've somehow stopped her before she got the footage of Hae-Ran."

"You're not at fault here," Namjoon glares, one tear slipping down his cheek. "The only problem here is your mother."

Jin nods but doesn't really believe him.

After another fifteen minute car ride Namjoon and Jin make it to his front door after practically sprinting down the hall. He swings the door open to find you laughing with Jimin, Nanami, and Jungkook. His stomach turns when he sees your smile, originally directed at Nanami but now towards him.

"Hey Joo-" your face drops when you see the tears in both Namjoon and Seokjin's eyes. All four of you move to the two men that seem paralyzed in the entryway.

"Hey," you say softly, gently gripping Namjoon's wrist while Jungkook grabs Jin's. "What happened? Is it Jin's mom?"

Namjoon's fighting as hard as he can to not cry when he looks into your nervous eyes.

"Yes," Jin answers for him. "It's my mom. It's bad."

"Is this why you called us over?" Jimin asks. "The others are almost here."

Namjoon nods his head. "Yes," he finally says shakily, "I want you all to hear this"

Jungkook and Jimin start calling the others to see where they're at while you and Nanami sit the other two down at the table. You scoot your seat closer to Namjoon, gently rubbing his back.

"It must be really bad to have you this shaken," you say softly. "Is it what's in the envelope?"

Namjoon and Jin both nod, but remain silent. They know they're only going to be able to explain this once. You give Namjoon a kiss on the top of his head and grab some drinks from the fridge. Some sparkling water and some beer.

"Take your pick," you grin. Namjoon reaches for the water while everyone else grabs a beer. During the ten minute wait for the others, the uncomfortable silence is filled with Jimin and Jungkook talking to each other about random things, you and Nanami chiming in here and there. But for the most part you're focused on Namjoon's shaking hand squeezing yours tight.

The others finally show up, knowing the occasion is not for fun. In through the door comes Taehyung, Jeffrey, Hoseok, Yoongi, and finally Nari.

"Jeffrey was with me. I don't know if it's okay if he's here or not," Taehyung says, but everyone's eyes are on Nari.

"Um..." she says nervously, looking at the ground. "If you want me to leave I can."

"But I'd like for her to stay if it's okay with you guys," Yoongi finishes her sentence, wrapping his hand around hers. Tears brim in Nari's eyes as you and Namjoon look at each other.

"It's fine with me," you shrug. "But it's Namjoon's information."

"It's fine," Namjoon says quietly. "Come sit."

They all take a seat around his large dining room table.

"You guys know about the scandal with me and [Y/N], right?" Jin asks.

"Well, yes," Jhope answers. "But we didn't even have to ask. We know it's not real."

"It might need to be," Namjoon answers, making the whole room stiffen. You look at him like he just told you he's pregnant but he's too nervous to meet your eyes.

His trembling hands pull out the photos and the whole room gasps. He feels you freeze next to him and he finally looks up at you, but he's surprised to see a blank expression as you scan over the pictures. Actually everyone is surprised to see you so calm.

"So what do photos of Hae-Ran have to do with me dumping you for Seokjin?" you ask calmly.

"My mother knows where they are."

Everyone's eyes dart over to Jin except Namjoon's. His eyes are still focused on you.

"She's always been a little off her rocker but I didn't know she was capable of something like this," Jin sighs, frustratedly running his hand through his hair. "She said if Namjoon hands you over to me she'll turn them over. But if he doesn't..."

"They'll come find me," you finish his sentence. It's small but Namjoon watches a shiver run down your spine, and he can see the little goosebumps on your arms.

"The police have no leads?" Jimin scoffs as Jin shakes his head. "Are they that useless?"

"This is so fucked up," Jeffrey says angrily. "Why is she so fixated on you?"

"I don't know," you frown. "I really only saved her damn dog."

"This is like the reverse situation of those cheesy Kdrama's," Nanami snorts. "The rich mom is actually begging a commoner to date her son."

The mood lightens a little bit when you laugh at her joke.

"I have less than 24 hours to give her an answer," Namjoon mumbles.

"The answer is pretty clear though?" you say more as a question. "I'll just date Seokjin."

Namjoon looks at you like you've shot him.

"Not for real you idiot," you grit, smacking him behind the head. "How long will it be until she turns them in?"

"Somewhere around a week," Jin answers. "But I'd rather err on the side of caution and say two weeks."

"You're panicking like this when all we have to do is fake it for a week?" you ask, furrowing your brows.

"It won't be that easy," Jin frowns, looking down at the table. "She has eyes on everything. She's been leaving me alone since I'm the youngest son but apparently she has a reason to watch me now."

"Then we'll just have to fake it really well," you answer flatly.

"She's right," Nanami chimes in. "Translators are perfect actors. Jin, you wanted to be an actor right? Now's your chance."

"Guys," Jin huffs. "If she catches on it's a hoax she'll let Hae-Ran back into Korea immediately."

"What other choice do you guys have?" Yoongi asks, placing his elbow on the table to hold his hand up. "There's three options. One, Namjoon and [Y/N] breakup and she has a loveless marriage with Jin-hyung." Namjoon visibly tenses but he continues, putting another finger up. "Two, you turn his mom's request down and know [Y/N] will be in danger, or three, the three of you fake it with at least a chance of success."

Namjoon's insides feel like they're on fire. He's not worried about you falling for Jin. He knows you're head over heels for him. He just hates how helpless he is right now. In order to make sure you're safe all he can do is sit back and watch.

"I'm not worried," you shrug, "let's do it."

"Baby..." Namjoon says, "let's think about this more."

"What's there to think about?" you ask, looking at him like he's an idiot. "You're going to protect me, right?"

Namjoon's brows raise as your words rip him out of the darkness he'd surrounded himself with. He doesn't have to sit back and watch. He's Kim fucking Namjoon.

You grin as you see the fire light in his eyes.

"Of course I'm going to protect you," Namjoon glares, sitting up straighter and shifting his eyes to Jin. "Hyung, we are not as weak and powerless as your mother thinks we are."

Everyone's eyes are burning with determination as Jin nods his head in agreement. The mood of the leader and eldest always have an effect on the rest. Whether it's bringing everyone down when they are upset, or sparking a fire in them when they're angry. The bond between these men is so strong, the emotions are commonly multiplied tenfold. They are a force to be reckoned with right now.

"Kim Seokjin," you stand up and smirk, extending your hand out. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

Jin's eyes flicker over to Namjoon who only has a determined look in his eyes, giving him a nod.

Jin chuckles, standing up out of his chair to finish the handshake. "Of course I will," he smiles, a hint of mischief behind his eyes. "I have big shoes to fill but I'm up for the challenge."

Jungkook moves to grab some pens and papers from Namjoon's desk. "We need to brainstorm. We need to do this right."

"I agree," Jin nods. "And let's inform Mr. Song and Bang PD. We can't tell many others since we don't know who my mom has under her thumb."

Jimin and Hoseok move to call them while the rest of you get to work. They decide it's best for an ugly break up with you not fully believing Namjoon could even do that, since it's pretty unrealistic as it is.

"And then I run to Jin's arms outside the restaurant?" you ask. "God I really am a village whore. I'm a homie hopper till I die."

You earn a snort from Jeffrey and Nanami.

"I'm probably going to have to kiss her," Jin says sternly, looking at Namjoon as the room gets tense.

"I think you'll need to do more than that," Namjoon responds without hesitation.

"Huh?" you gape. "You're okay with that?"

"I would let Seokjin sleep with you if it means you're safe."

"Is this the same hyung that got mad at me for hugging [Y/N]?" Taehyung asks, dumbfounded.

"You're a different story," Namjoon glares at him.

"We shouldn't have to go that far," Jin sighs. "But yes I agree. It's going to take more than a few pecks for my mother to be convinced we're together."

Your eyes meet Namjoon's and there's nothing but trust and sincerity behind his eyes.

"There's cameras all around our house except for my room," Jin continues. "I'll make sure that's still the case in the morning."

"We could make it look like we're having sex to your mom every time we go into your room," you add.

"Yes, that's good shit," Jungkook giggles, writing everything down.

"We'll set up surveillance cameras of our own," Namjoon says, crossing his arms. "We'll put one in Jin's room so we can communicate one way. She'll probably be tracking our texts and calls so we need to be careful of that."

Mr. Song shows up thirty minutes later to get filled in completely. Within the hour he has a team inside Namjoon's apartment setting up the monitors and agents disguised as workers to set up the cameras outside the Kim residence.

"You'll need to plant this somewhere your mother won't be suspicious of," Mr. Song says to Jin as he hands him a home camera disguised as a tan stuffed teddy bear. "And make sure to search the room thoroughly. Here's a list of places and things you'll need to double check. We can't risk there being any hidden cameras or microphones."

Jin nods, taking the slip of paper from Mr. Song's hands.

"So what will Namjoon be breaking up with [Y/N] over?" Jimin asks.

The room gets silent as they all try to think of something logical.

Jeffrey's hand slowly raises to make everyone's eyes turn to him. "What about me?"

"What about you?" you ask.

"Make Namjoon dump you over me," he says flatly, placing his hands on his hips. "It's not completely out of left field, we all know Namjoon's the jealous type. And it's no secret Namjoon doesn't really like me."

The room snickers as Namjoon rolls his eyes, but he agrees. "That might actually work," he says to himself. His eyes nervously flicker to you who's just standing there. He's so worried about hurting you it's making his insides turn.

The rest of the details get hashed out and it's 1am before people start shuffling to the door. They're all going to meet back here tomorrow morning before Namjoon leaves to meet Mrs. Kim.

"Jin-hyung, stay here for a bit," Namjoon says to him. Jin nods and says bye to everyone.

He pulls you and Jin to the couch, placing you in the middle.

"I really do trust you guys," Namjoon says steely, looking at the two of you. "I'm telling you right now that it's okay to do whatever you need to do in order to convince Mrs. Kim. And I mean anything."

He sees you stiffen up and get teary. Jin leans forward to place his elbows on his knees, lacing his fingers to cover his nose and mouth as he gets lost in thought.

Namjoon sees you bite into your lip, trying to hold back your tears. He quickly cups your hand in his and looks you in your eyes. "Your safety is my number one priority. Don't feel guilty for anything that happens over the next two weeks. It's what I'd want you to do. This will all be worth it once Hae-Ran and her father are behind bars." You search his eyes but all you see is sincerity.

"Do you guys need to practice?" Namjoon asks, making you and Jin shift uncomfortably. "You don't have to if you don't want to, but as it is now it'll probably be as awkward as kissing your sibling. You can't be awkward when you kiss."

You and Jin look at each other nervously. "Should we?" you ask him.

"Probably," Jin mumbles, looking down.

"Should we do it somewhere else?" you ask shyly as you glance at Namjoon.

"No," he says confidently, crossing his arms over his chest. "I need to get used to seeing it."

You awkwardly move to sit closer to Jin, who seems pretty calm but you see the anxiety behind his eyes. He's terrified of hurting Namjoon.

Jin glances at him and relaxes slightly as he gives him a nod. "It's okay."

Jin looks back at you and sees nervousness but also determination behind your eyes. He cups your cheek before placing a small peck on your lips.

"Okay, first off," Namjoon says, pinching the bridge between his eyes. "That was so fucking awkward. You two aren't going to convince anyone like this."

He sees you ball your hands into fists as you look down.

"Second," he continues, "it doesn't bother me as much as I thought it would."

You and Jin snap your eyes to Namjoon in surprise. You both figured he'd be puking right now.

"Don't get me wrong," he chuckles. "I don't like it. But I'm glad out of everyone it's Jin. Now try again."

Your eyes meet Jin's with a little more confidence this time. The two of you knowing it's not destroying Namjoon makes all the difference.

You scoot yourself closer and grab Jin's arm as he leans in to press his lips to yours again, cradling your neck with his hand. This one is still a little stiff but it's much better than the first.

Namjoon has the two of you continue, and by the fifth or sixth kiss it begins looking more natural.

"One more," Namjoon says sternly. "Looks like this might be as good as it gets."

"Is it convincing?" you ask with a flushed face.

"Not to me," he shrugs. "But I also know you two like the back of my hand."

You click your tongue before pushing Jin back into the cushions and sitting on top of him, making his eyes widen in shock.

You place your hands on the back of his neck and stare straight into his eyes. "Don't hold back."

You crash your lips against his as he wraps his arms around your waist, catching him off guard as you slip your tongue into his mouth just slightly. Jin is no stranger to women and collects himself quickly, gliding his tongue across yours as he tastes you.

You pull back for air and hear Namjoon slow clapping. "Brilliant," he says, making you and Jin snort at how weird the situation is. "She'll be convinced if you two can kiss like that."

You awkwardly hop off Jin's lap and smooth out your blouse. Jin stands up and grabs the teddy bear.

"I'll take this over to the house in the morning," he says as he walks towards the entryway. "I'll make sure the room isn't bugged. Let me know if you guys need anything."

"We will," Namjoon smiles, standing up off the couch. "Thanks hyung."

:

You step out of the shower and dry yourself off before opening the door to Namjoon's room. Your heart squeezes as you see him in his usual position in bed with a book propped up on his leg. He looks up at you through his glasses and smiles.

It's a genuine smile but it's also a sad one. You throw on one of his t-shirts and crawl into bed next to him. Laying down on the pillow you watch him as he reads, taking in all of his features.

Kissing Jin wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. It was kind of like kissing Jeffrey towards the end. Seokjin is fucking beautiful so there's obviously some sort of attraction there, but other than that, there's no feelings behind it. It's easier to fake.

Namjoon closes his book as he feels your eyes burning into the side of his face.

"I'm really okay," he says softly, turning to look at you. "So stop looking at me with those eyes."

"What eyes am I looking at you with?"

"Apologetic ones."

You bite into your lip as your eyes bore into his.

"If there's anyone who needs to be apologetic it's me," he sighs and looks down at his lap. "It's my crazy ex that got us here in the first place."

You grab his hand and pull him to lay down next to you. He turns the light off and only the lamp behind him remains on.

"We can both be apologetic to each other even if it's not our fault," you say quietly, smoothing your thumb over his cheek. "You can be sorry for dating Hae-Ran and I can be sorry for kissing Jin."

He cups your cheek and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I love you," he says softly.

"Can you prove it?" you smile at him with three thousand different emotions coursing through you, but almost all of the space in your heart is consumed with love and affection.

"Of course I can," he chuckles before pressing his lips to yours.

He shifts his body to hover over you, moving his knees between your thighs as you spread them for him. He cradles the back of your neck and eases his tongue into your mouth.

This is a similar way that you and Seokjin kissed just now, but the feeling is entirely different. You feel like you're floating as Namjoon's tongue slides across yours, the pressure between your legs already building.

He sits back to lift his shirt over his head and tosses it to the floor, and you arch your back to let him do the same to yours. You had every intention of having sex tonight and Namjoon's eyes sparkle when he sees you're not wearing any underwear.

He kisses you deeply again before trailing his lips across your jawline and down your neck, spreading goosebumps over your skin. His kisses tonight are different. His kisses are usually hungry and greedy right before sex, but tonight they're slow and passionate, making your heart swell in your chest.

He travels down to your chest, one nipple being covered by his hot mouth and the other being gently twisted between his fingers. You moan as the wetness between your legs begins to pool, Namjoon's tongue now lapping the valley between your breasts.

He leaves slow and wet kisses down your stomach before nestling himself between your legs. Your body shudders as he licks that first long strip up your core. "Fuck," you breathe out as Namjoon starts to circle your clit with his tongue. "God, I'm going to miss this."