"I'm so exhausted," Jin groans, leaning his head back against the edge of the hot tub.

"I'm sure you are," you frown as you gently caress his forearm. "You're already crazy busy with the group and now your mom's making you come home every day."

"I just can't believe she could do this," Jin says shakily, fighting back tears as he grips your knees. "Does she not understand that this is a form of rape? Forcing me to have sex with you?"

You look down at the bubbles from the hot tub swarming around you. Jin found out that the back porch camera doesn't have a very good mic so you two are able to talk freely in the hot tub with the loud jets whirling around. You just have to act cuddly since you're still visible.

Right now you're not exactly on Jin's lap, but you're close. You're both at the corner of the hot tub and he's sitting regularly while you're next to him with your legs bent over his lap and your feet on the other side; your back is against the hot tub wall adjacent from his. The skinship with Jin didn't come very naturally for you at first but it's gotten easier as you watch him mindlessly trail over your knees with his fingertips.

"I'm sorry Jin," you mumble. "You wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for Namjoon and I."

"That's not true," he says, grabbing your hand and looking into your eyes. "You probably would've somehow saved her dog regardless."

"But it's Hae-Ran that's holding you back from stopping her. You have to listen to what she says because of us."

"This was going to happen eventually," Jin sighs, leaning his head back again. "I feel so sick for my brother. He was always getting yelled at by my mom growing up but I thought it was because he was a troublemaker."

"Do you talk to him much?"

"No," he frowns. "We were never close because he was always so mean to me. I'm wondering if there was a reason behind it now."

"Maybe you can sit down with him once all of this blows over," you smile at him. "It's never too late."

"Yah," he snaps, pinching between his eyes. "Stop it. I don't want to cry right now."

"Oops, sorry," you giggle.

"Are we sticking with the hemorrhoid story again tonight?"

Your cheeks flush a light pink as you nod.

"I apologize for having such a huge horse cock," he laughs, throwing his head back.

"God, you're so annoying," you groan. It's not like you can refute though. You know it's big. Sometimes you accidentally brush against it when cuddling.

He kisses your forehead and smiles, making your heart flutter.

"Don't fucking smile at me like that," you grimace, squishing his cheeks with your hand. "It's really annoying how pretty you are."

"It's not my fault," he chuckles. "At least I got one good thing from my mother."

You both relax back into your seats and stare up at the afternoon sky for a bit. You start to get a little teary eyed from how much you miss Namjoon. You know it's probably so hard for him to see you all over Jin like this, even if he trusts you. It would make you sick to your stomach to see Namjoon and Nanami hugging and kissing each other, regardless of the reason.

You and Namjoon had finally started working things out. Things were going so well and he was ripped away from you again.

You bite into your lip as you try to fight back the tears, but it doesn't work very well because Jin feels you start to shake. The tears come pouring out of your eyes as Jin pulls you closer, positioning you in a straddling position over him. He wraps his arms around your waist as you wrap your arms around his shoulders and begin to sob quietly. He squeezes you tight as you cry into the crook of his neck.

"I m-miss him," you choke out through your sobs. "He s-says he's fine but he's p-probably in so much p-pain."

"I know," he says shakily into your shoulder. "It's just five more days. We can do this."

You nod, knowing he's right but you still cry it out. All the stress you've held inside just comes pouring out of you. Jin holds you and strokes your hair the whole time until you start to calm down.

Jin glances up at the camera, knowing Namjoon is probably watching you sob into his shoulder, and he most likely knows it's over him even though he can't hear your conversation.

After calming down you relax slightly but don't move from Jin's embrace as he places small pecks across your shoulder. A few minutes pass and you peel yourself off of him, grabbing two towels to head inside. As you step through the door and into the house, you're met with Mrs. Kim smiling at the both of you.

"[Y/N]," she beams. "You guys are just in time. Go wash up and dinner will be ready when you're done." Tonight she's making homemade Korean bento boxes with an assortment of kimbap, dumplings, rolled egg omlette, and salad. You can't stand this woman but you are one weak bitch when it comes to good food.

You and Jin head into his bathroom together and close the door so the camera can't see you, and you both shower together with your bathing suits still on. His shower is massive and has multiple shower heads so it's easy to keep distance between you both.

Your bathing suits come off once you're both wrapped in towels. You open the door and gasp when you see Mrs. Kim sitting on the bed.

"Is it that shocking for me to be in my own son's room?" she asks with a smile on her face but it doesn't reflect in her voice.

"Ah, n-no," you stutter, stepping into the frozen AC in Jin's room. "You just surprised me. Of course you can go where you want, this is your home."

"This is why I like you, [Y/N]," she smirks. "I just wanted to make sure you guys were okay. Come out once you're done."

You grip your towel as you watch her walk out and close the door.

"Come on," Jin smiles weakly, placing a kiss on your temple. "Let's get changed."

You both drop your towels but don't look at each other as you focus on your clothing. Once you're both dressed, Jin in a hideous yellow sweatsuit and you in black leggings and one of his t-shirts, you head out to have dinner.

As usual, once you push back that Jin's mom is a fucking nut job, conversation with her is pretty easy. She does most of the talking since she likes you so much.

"Mrs. Kim, where is your dog?" you ask.

"Call me Mom," she smiles. "Peaches has been at her doggy daycare getting pampered all week. She comes back home in a day or two."

"Oh, okay," you smile shyly.

"So [Y/N] tell me about your family," she says softly. "I want to know all about you."

"Nothing really exciting about me," you shrug, taking a bite of your egg omlette. "I come from a normal middle class family. My parents divorced in high school but we still talk from time to time."

"Any siblings?"

"Yeah," you nod. "I have an older brother."

"You do?" Jin asks with his mouth completely full of kimbap.

"Good god at least chew first," you snort, pushing his water to him. "And yes. We're not very close but he does come visit once a year."

"Why didn't I know that?"

"I don't know," you shrug. "I don't really talk much about my family. We don't hate each other, it's just kind of an uncomfortable family dynamic. Nothing negative to say but nothing positive either."

"Well don't worry sweetie," Mrs. Kim smiles like the sweetest little angel as she grabs your hand. "You're family here."

A chill runs down your spine as she makes skin contact with you. You force yourself to give her hand a squeeze back before taking another bite of your food.

"How's the hemorrhoid?" she asks casually, making both you and Jin choke on your food.

"H-how do you know about that?" you ask nervously, slowly turning red as you turn to Jin. "Did you tell her?"

Jin glares at his mother across the table. "Could you not ask her personal questions about her health?"

"What?" she shrugs like the two of you are being overdramatic. "[Y/N] should definitely put her health first but she also needs to take care of my son's needs."

Your jaw slacks as you hear those words roll off her tongue. You can feel the anger emanating off of Jin's body.

"Mother, I will handle it with her," Jin grits through his teeth. "I'm not some sort of high school boy who has to have sex every day."

"I'm just saying," she giggles, taking a small bite of her salad. "There's ways to satisfy your partner other than sex."

"Mother," Jin growls, actually making her shift in her seat. "Leave [Y/N] alone. It's our business."

"I-it's okay, babe," you laugh awkwardly, grabbing his bicep. "She's right. I shouldn't be selfish."

"Exactly," Mrs. Kim grins. "It's a woman's duty to take care of her man."

"But I'm not her man yet," Jin says angrily.

"We are feeding her, clothing her, and putting a roof over her head for free," she sighs as she eats another tiny piece of lettuce. "The least she could do is take care of you."

You stare down into your lap and try not to cry from the anger. She's basically bargaining your body for you to sleep with her son, like you're a pet who shouldn't bite the hand that feeds you.

"How do you know if I took care of him or not?" you finally ask, meeting her eyes.

"Honey, I know everything that goes on in this house," she smirks, getting up to put her bento tray away. "So let's watch our tones, shall we?"

This is the first time she's acted hostile to your face. She's saying it with a calm and smooth voice but you hear the threat loud and clear. You just look down and continue to nibble on your eggs since that's all you'll be able to keep down now. Jin's hand gives your thigh a gentle squeeze but you keep your gaze on your half eaten kimbap.

The rest of dinner finishes awkwardly and you both return to Jin's room to get ready for bed. You're in Jin's bathroom trying not to have a panic attack.

What the fuck does she mean? Was she seriously threatening me for not blowing her son?

You stare at nothing as you brush your teeth, mulling over the conversation and hear Jin enter and close the door behind him. Looking down you see Jin's hand gently wrap around yours before meeting his eyes.

"Just trust me," he mouths, giving you a reassuring squeeze.

You nod and finish up brushing your teeth as Jin heads to bed, turning out all the lights besides the lamp on your side of the bed. Namjoon had told him the glare from that lamp makes it a little harder to see from the hidden cam. After a few deep breaths you make your way from the bathroom to crawl onto the mattress and Jin pulls you closer to cuddle, but he keeps you two above the covers. You lay there in silence as the random movie Jin chose flashes on the tv screen.

Jin gently taps your arm, signaling for you to kiss him. You obey and reach your hand up to cradle his neck, pulling yourself up to place your lips against his. He slides his tongue across yours and kisses you deeply for a few minutes before he taps your arm again, signaling for you to take it further.

Your hand begins to roam across his chest before your fingertips nervously travel down to the hem of his Supertuna pajama shorts. You slip your finger underneath the fabric and flinch when Jin grips your wrist.

"What're you doing?" he asks angrily.

"W-what?" you stare up at him with your eyes wide.

"I asked what you were doing."

You look down at his grip around your wrist.

"Um..." you pause. "I was going to suck your dick."

"Why?" he asks with irritation still in his voice, making your eyes snap to his.

"What do you mean why?" you huff, pulling your wrist back. "To please you?"

"Are you doing this because of what my mom said earlier?" he glares.

You blink at him in confusion but he told you to trust him, so you will.

"I mean, she has a point," you pout, pushing your lips out. "There are other ways I can please you."

"Absolutely not."

"Why not?" you ask, frustratedly sitting up. "You've done so much for me, the least I could do is put out."

"Do you think I'm only after your body?"

The fury in his eyes makes you flinch a little. Your eyes tear up and you bite into your lip as you shake your head no. Luckily you missing Namjoon so badly is making you a crybaby right now.

Jin hooks his hand under your knee to drag your leg across his lap, sitting you in a straddling position on his thighs.

"I know you're not in the mood," he says softly, caressing your thighs. "And you're not about to force yourself to do anything just because my mom said so. When I said your health comes first I meant both physically and mentally."

"But-"

"No buts," he smiles. "I know my mom is protective and has good intentions for me but my priority is you. Not my dick."

This man is a genius. His mom won't be able to refute if he says romantic shit like this. I need to let her know it's working.

"Ugh," you groan, wiping the single tear that fell from your eye. "I'm really going to fall for you at this rate."

"That's exactly what I'm hoping for," he chuckles, letting you climb off his lap to lay next to him. "It's just cuddles and movies tonight. Yes, I love having sex with you but I also love just being next to you."

"Okay, enough," you grit, smacking him on the chest and blushing furiously. "It'll be embarrassing if I fall for you too quickly."

He laughs and puts the movie back on before pulling you closer. You squeeze your arms around him and say, "Thank you, Jin. I'm glad it was you."

He knows what you actually mean.

He hugs you tighter and pecks the top of your head.

"I'm glad it was you too."

"Why do we have to travel today?" you whine like a kid in the backseat.

"Quit your bitching," Jeffrey laughs from the driver's seat. "Mr. Lim needs us to help with this contract negotiation."

"Seriously shut the fuck up," Nanami groans next to Jeffrey. "I'm carsick and your stupid ass voice is making it worse."

"Someone's being awfully mean to me when she knows what I'm going through," you huff, crossing your arms in the back.

"Maybe not everything is fucking about you, [Y/N]."

Your jaw slacks and your stomach sinks at the spite in her tone. Nanami has rarely ever spoken to you like that.

"Nanami, chill out," Jeffrey says angrily as he flips his blinker to turn into the parking garage. "Stop taking your shitty relationship problems out on her."

"Relationship problems?"

"She and Jimin got into an ugly argument," Jeffrey sighs, putting the car in park. "She won't talk to anyone about it. She's been a raging bitch the last day and a half."

"Oh," you frown, grabbing your purse off the floor. "Alright then."

You step out of the car and avoid Nanami's eyes. You know sometimes she needs her space when she's upset but she didn't have to snap at you like that. It took everything you had just to get out of bed this morning, and it would've been nice to just breathe today. It's also not that hard to send a quick text saying, "I'm having a bad day," instead of being passive aggressive.

You grip the strap of your purse and try to swallow the lump in your throat.

"I'm sorry, [Y/N]," Nanami says as she grips your wrist, but you know you'll cry if you look at her and you're about to walk into work. You yank your hand away and head towards the door as Jeffrey and Nanami follow behind silently.

You nervously smooth over your mint green button up that's tucked into your navy slacks during the awkward elevator ride up. You sigh in relief when the doors open to find Mr. Lim waiting for you with a smile.

"Right on time," he grins, almost blinding you with his beauty. You're getting a little tired of always being surrounded by gorgeous men. You just want to see an average looking guy for once.

Nanami follows someone else while Mr. Lim leads you and Jeffrey to a room full of stuffy businessmen and you know this is going to be a long and exhausting process. You also immediately notice them looking at you like you're a piece of meat they'd like to auction off.

You're not a fan of older men, specifically older Korean men. Not all of them are bad. Actually most of them are good. But the bad ones are so obvious about being disgusting it's hard to forget. And the absolute worst ones are rich, stinky old businessmen.

Jeffrey notices their repulsive stares and stands a little straighter before taking a step next to you. Jeffrey's just a little over six feet tall and perfectly toned, the exact opposite of 95% of the men in the room. They sink in their seats once he puts his hand on your shoulder and bows with you.

"Good morning," he says cheerily. "Please take care of us today."

Thanks to Jeffrey, the grueling four hour meeting ends with no problems besides a raging headache.

You both step out into the hallways and let out a sigh of relief.

"Jeffrey you really are the best," you groan, gripping the back of your neck. "It would have been so miserable in there without you."

"Don't even try to ask for my body because you can't have it," he snorts, lifting his hands in the air to stretch out. You roll your eyes and follow him back to the main foyer where Mr. Lim is standing with an apologetic smile.

"Fuck," you both grumble under your breath.

"Don't hate me," he smiles nervously. "There's just one more assignment. It won't take more than an hour or two."

"Do we at least get a break?" Jeffrey whines.

"You do, but [Y/N] doesn't," he says, turning to you with a nervous expression. "They need you right now for a contract write up."

You stretch out your back and sigh. "It's fine. Let's get this over with." You'd normally protest but it's better when your mind is distracted.

"You'll get employee of the month I promise," he winks.

You follow Mr. Lim to the elevators and he takes you up to the top floor before leading you down a few different hallways.

"Jesus is this some sort of top secret contract?" you huff, almost out of breath from how fast Mr. Lim is walking.

"You could say that," he grins over his shoulder. You follow him around for another minute or two before making it to a set of conference room doors.

"Go on in and meet me back down on the fifth floor once you're done," he waves as he walks away.

You sigh and smooth over your button up again before opening the doors. The small conference room is relatively empty besides a long and glossy wooden table with four chairs on each side. You're confused when you look around to see no one before spotting a dirty blonde turning around to look at you.

All of the air leaves your body as you take in the man across the room, your heart jumping into your throat from both ache and excitement.

"Hey baby," Namjoon smiles. "Did you miss me?"

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Chappy 70 ~

YES DADDY I DID MISS YOU

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