"Somebody's in a good mood," Jin smiles as you hop in his car.

"It was a good day so I'm in a good mood," you grin.

After leaving Namjoon in the conference room, you checked yourself in the bathroom mirror to make sure it didn't look like you'd just had your guts rearranged. Once you fixed your hair and smoothed out your clothes, you met with Jeffrey and Mr. Lim in the fifth floor lobby. Nanami was hiding behind Jeffrey, avoiding your eyes because she knew she'd fucked up. You couldn't care less about her bitchy attitude right now, you were upset about it but seeing Namjoon was exactly what you needed.

Nanami stayed silent the whole ride back to the office while you and Jeffrey chatted about your day. You decided not to tell them you'd met Namjoon just in case. He was so wary that he didn't even tell the other members, so you're keeping quiet too.

It looked like Nanami wanted to say something in the parking lot but your attention was taken away by Jin honking his horn to pick you up. You'd started to walk away when you felt your wrist get jerked back. Turning around you saw Nanami with watery eyes, staring down at the floor while she gripped your wrist tightly.

You sighed and patted her head. "We're okay, Nans," you say to her. "Let's talk tomorrow once we've cooled our heads, okay?"

She nodded and let you go and was probably confused to see you skip happily all the way to Jin's SUV.

"Did something happen at work?" Jin laughs. "It's good to see your beautiful smile again."

Your eyes bulge out of your head.

Is there a fucking camera in here?

Jin looks over at you and is confused by your reaction until he realizes what he said.

"Oh shit," he slaps his hand over his mouth. "No, sorry, there's no camera or anything. It's becoming a habit, my bad."

"Oh my god," you exhale with your hand over your chest. "It's okay, Kim Seokjin can tell me I'm beautiful all he wants. You just scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry," he grins sheepishly.

"Nam-" you pause to clear your throat. "I had a good idea today."

Jin glances at you for you to continue.

"The hot tub we were in last night, the camera is angled to where they can only see our upper halves. We could probably get away with some fake sex in there."

"Oh!" Jin snaps his fingers. "That's genius, [Y/N]!"

Thanks but it wasn't my idea.

"We could for sure make that work tonight," he smirks as he looks at the road. "She shouldn't even be home till late this evening so all we'd have to do is fake some loud moans."

"I'm a master at faking orgasms so we'll be fine," you huff proudly. "Luckily I found someone who fucks me so good I don't need to anymore."

Jin almost chokes on his own saliva before busting out laughing, his windshield wiper noises almost making you go deaf.

He pulls into the garage and you two head inside to change for the evening. Jin slaps your ass as you walk back into the kitchen and gives you a wink before you turn around to flip him off but also give him a cheesy finger heart.

The two of you fake flirt and make dinner together which is just a simple skillet of kimchi fried rice. You finish up the food while Jin sets the table and grabs the drinks. Once he's done, he snakes his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your shoulder to watch you finish up.

You remove the skillet from the fire and plate the meal before sitting down to eat.

"Wait," Jin says as you're about to take your first bite. "I haven't kissed you yet." You stay seated as Jin walks to your chair and cradles your neck to give you a deep kiss before sitting back down. "Now we can dig in," he smiles.

You're starting to get nervous as you two finish dinner. You've faked plenty of orgasms before but not like this. You're not sure how to fake it well if he's not inside you or eating you out.

Jin can sense your uneasiness and plants a kiss on your forehead before taking your plate to clean up. "Whatever you're worried about it's okay," he grins as he rinses the silverware. "Don't stress about it, let's spend some time in the hot tub."

"Okay," you nod shyly as he extends his hand to lead you to his room. You use the excuse that you need to pee so you can change in the bathroom.

"Babe just come outside whenever you're ready," Jin says on the other side of the door.

You slip into your skimpiest two piece you have, letting Mrs. Kim know you have every intention of satisfying her son tonight. You step out into his room and pretend to check yourself out in the mirror on his dresser, your tits right in front of the lamp.

You skip out to the patio to find Jin already submerged in the whirling bubbles. He smirks and eyes your body up and down before helping you into the hot tub. You both sit with your backs facing the camera.

"Fuck fuck fuck why am I so nervous?" you say shakily. "It's just fake sex."

"Because you know what's at stake," Jin says softly as he grabs your hand. "It's okay to be nervous."

You look up at him and search his eyes. He's nervous too, but probably for a different reason than you. He's just nervous about hurting Namjoon.

In that moment everything comes flooding back to you. Hae-Ran's face, the way she tortured and beat you, and then ran away like a little bitch. You also remember the disgusting things Mrs. Kim has done to Jin and his brother. And the way she's hurting Namjoon. You're not nervous anymore, you're enraged.

You saddle yourself onto Seokjin's lap and take him by surprise when you kiss him without any hesitation. He's quick to grab your ass and pull you to him, slipping his tongue between your lips to taste you.

Your head snaps back and you moan loud enough for the camera as his lips travel down your neck, sucking and biting your skin.

"Fuck, [Y/N]," Jin says quietly into your ear. "I'm probably going to get hard."

"So?" you whisper.

"My boners don't just go away. I'm going to have to cum somehow. She'll know I didn't finish."

You freeze on top of him and pull back. "You're just now telling me this?"

"I've never faked sex, [Y/N]," he says with flushed cheeks and avoids your eyes. "I didn't know there was this much... grinding. I've gotten half chubs and stuff with you before but I can get those to go away."

You blink at him for a few moments trying to figure out what to do.

"Fine," you say softly, beginning to rub against him again. "Just cum then. Keep your shorts on and I'll grind on you."

"Okay," he sighs, his breath hitching as you push yourself more into him. "Luckily it's been a while so it shouldn't take forever."

You step off his lap and slip your skimpy swimsuit bottoms off, lifting them up in the air only to drop them back in the water as you lock eyes with Jin. The bubbles from the jets make it almost impossible to see what's going on under water. Jin lifts up his waist like he's pushing his trunks down but doesn't actually. He purposely wore a light tan swimsuit so you can't really see where his clothes start and stop.

You crawl back on top of him and feel his hardened length against your stomach.

"Jesus Christ it really is a horse cock," you snicker, making him laugh and lightening the mood a little.

He crashes his lips against yours as your lower stomach continues to grind against him through his shorts. You lift yourself up like he's going to put it in and twist your face in both pleasure and pain for the camera, slowly inching yourself down as Jin leaves a hickey on your shoulder.

"Fuck!" you cry out as you sink down onto nothing. You do your usual hip rolling routine before you start to bounce.

"This isn't going to work," he pants. "It's not enough friction."

"Take it out," you say to him, continuing to bob up and down.

"What?" he looks at you like you're an alien.

"We are not going to fuck this up, understood?" you glare into his eyes. "We only have three nights left."

"[Y/N] I can't fuck y-"

"You're not going to fuck me just trust me."

He stares into your eyes for a moment before sighing and lifting his hips back up to slide his trunks down.

"Is it out?" you ask as you keep your eyes on his face.

"It is," he nods, his face now a deep pink.

"We're going to take turns using our hands."

His eyes widen as he processes your words.

"It would be too suspicious if it's just one of us keeping our arms underwater the whole time," you say sternly.

His breath hitches as you wrap your hand around the base of his length. You watch as his brows pinch together when you start to stroke him at the same pace you're bouncing.

"Will this work?

"Yes," he grunts, cupping the back of your neck to crash your lips against his.

After a minute or two you let him go and grip the back of his hair as you moan his name, his hand taking over to stroke himself. The two of you continue this back and forth for about ten or fifteen minutes before you start to feel Jin trembling. Using your hand actually ended up being way less sexual than using your body to grind on him.

You give one of the best fake orgasm acts of your life, screaming out Jin's name and leaving scratch marks across his back. "Fuck," Jin moans as his head snaps back, his fingers digging into your thighs as you feel him tremble and release into your hand.

The both of you sit there and pant, trying to catch your breath. That ended up being more of a workout for you than when Namjoon fucked you earlier.

You look up to see tears in Jin's eyes as he comes down from his high.

"Hey, whoa," you say, cupping his face. "What's wrong?"

"I just came from my best friend's girlfriend and he had to watch."

"Jin we just cheated the fucking system," you say to him with confidence in your tone. "We did a good thing."

"He doesn't know we didn't actually have sex," Jin whimpers as a tear falls down.

"He does," you nod. "Believe in him."

You wipe the tear from his face and give him another kiss before searching for your bottoms.

"Here," he says, sniffling before handing you your swimsuit.

"Thanks," you smile. "Now clean up your face before you turn to face the camera. Unless your mother knows you're a crier after sex."

"Fat fucking chance," Jin snorts, giving his cheeks a few slaps to pump himself up.

You both wrap yourselves in towels and dry off a bit before stepping inside. You shower in your swimsuits and change into jammies like usual. Feeling a dry throat coming on you step into the kitchen and your heart almost jumps up to your throat when you see Mrs. Kim and an older woman in a white lab coat you don't recognize walk into the kitchen. Her hair is light blonde, clearly a foreigner from some European country.

"Oh gosh," you exhale. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting to see anyone." You see Jin come out of his room and stand behind you.

"No worries honey," Mrs. Kim beams, walking over to give you a hug that makes your skin crawl. "I want to introduce you to someone, this is my friend Dr. Wagner. She's a world renowned licensed practitioner in both Korea and Germany."

"Oh," you smile and turn to the older woman before giving a small bow. "Hello, I'm [Y/N], what do you practice?"

"Gynecology," she smiles but avoids your eyes.

You feel Jin stiffen behind you and all the blood drains from your face as your eyes shift back to Mrs. Kim.

"Mother," Jin says with a low rasp in his voice as he steps in front of you. "What is a gynecologist doing here at 9pm?"

"Oh calm down you hot head," she rolls her eyes. "I just want to make sure [Y/N] is healthy. You guys are doing it raw after all."

You feel your dinner coming back up.

"And what right do you have to violate her body like that?" he seethes. You can see his shoulders trembling from anger.

"It's not your body, Seokjin," she glares. "Let [Y/N] speak."

"You don't need to speak to her you can speak to m-"

Jin flinches as you grab his hand.

"Mrs. Kim-"

"I told you to call me Mom," she grins menacingly. You watch as her gynecology friend shifts uncomfortably.

"Sorry," you smile tightly. "Mom, why do I need a checkup right now? If you're worried about my health I'm happy to stop by my regular doctor's office."

"I want to use someone I trust," she shrugs. "You can never trust the random quacks these days."

"Mom, do you not trust me?" you glare.

She shifts awkwardly before saying, "Of course I trust y-"

"Mom, tell me the real reason you want me to get checked out," you frown. "Does Jin have an STD?"

"What?" she scoffs. "My son would never have anything like that."

"Please tell me Mom," you beg with puppy eyes, switching up your tactic. "I'm really starting to like Seokjin but it makes me nervous if his mother is hiding something from me."

She blinks at you a couple of times before sighing.

"Fine," she huffs, placing her hands on her hips. "For certain reasons, I feel like Jin might be lying to me about you two sleeping together."

Your eyes almost pop out of your head but you already knew that was her motive.

"Mother you can't be serious," Jin grits through his teeth, clearly panicking. "You're out of your m-"

You place your hand on his chest and hold his mother's gaze. He doesn't know you had the life fucked out of you just hours before. You're still swollen down there.

"I will willingly go through your exam," you say calmly. "And if Jin and I prove we're not lying, I would like a favor as a sign of earning your trust."

"Babe, you don't have to-"

"It's okay babe," you smile warmly at him. His panicked eyes see the confidence behind yours and his shoulders relax slightly.

His mother tongues her cheek and lifts an eyebrow.

"What is this favor?"

"I'd like you to remove the camera from our room."

Her jaw slacks as she looks at you in shock before she glares at her son. "Did you tell her?!"

"He didn't tell me anything Mom," you shake your head. "I don't even know where it is. But you know me. You know I'm smart. You wouldn't let your Seokjin date an idiot."

Her eyes return to meet yours.

"That's the only way you would've known I didn't satisfy Jin the other night."

You can feel Jin's eyes burning into the back of your head, but you hold Mrs. Kim's gaze without backing down. Luckily it's only Jin that can see your trembling hands and he's quick to lace his fingers with yours.

You two stare at each other for what seems like hours before she starts bursting out in laughter, making all of you flinch, including her doctor friend.

"You really are the only one good enough for my Seokjin," she chuckles. "Fine, you have a deal. If my friend here is sure you had sex today I will remove the camera. You will have earned my trust."

"Thanks Mom," you smile so warmly it makes her cheeks flush a little. "I'm so lucky you're Jin's mom. I don't know what I would've done without you two."

She clears her throat before smiling again. "Of course, I'm so happy you're falling for my Seokjin."

"Where do we need to go?" you turn to Dr. Wagner.

"Ah," she shifts on her feet again, almost like you just pulled her from a trance. "There is a massage room upstairs, we can use that."

"Okay," you grin and step to follow her but Jin grips your wrist.

You look back up at him and all he has is panic behind his eyes. "You don't have to do this."

"It's okay babe," you smile reassuringly, pulling your wrist to grab his hand. "If this is what we need to do to put Mom at ease then I'm happy to do it. That's how important you've become to me."

His cheeks flush red before he looks down at the ground. You lean in and give him a small peck on his lips. "Thank you for worrying about me. I'll be right back."

You follow Mrs. Wagner up the stairs and stare at her large black briefcase — it kind of looks like a bag a serial killer would carry around. Your eyes travel all over as she leads you through the media room and into an aromatherapy room. You've never actually been upstairs.

The room is a calming petal pink with a station full of different essential oils and lotions in the corner. The massage table in the middle is covered in a white cloth and Dr. Wagner asks you to remove your undergarments and lie back. The table is just wide enough for you to prop your legs up.

You feel disgusting and you feel violated but if this is what it takes to get that damn camera out of the room then it's what you're going to do. You glance up and are relieved to see the security camera in this room is pointed towards your head and not right at your hooha.

Dr. Wagner scares the shit out of you when she comes to stand next to you instead of beginning the exam like you thought. She stares down at you like she wants to say something.

"Um...." you say after a while. "Is everything okay?"

"That's what I want to ask you," she says softly in English, finally meeting your eyes. It makes your stomach turn how sad and worried she looks. She probably knows Jin's mom is a fucking psychopath and is genuinely concerned for you.

But you can't risk it. She could be acting.

"I'm okay," you smile shyly. "Just a little embarrassed."

"Okay, honey," she smiles sadly and returns to the end of the table. She's kind enough to place a white cloth over your body while she examines you.

Luckily Dr. Wagner is gentle and talks you through the whole thing. Half the time you can't even tell she's down there poking around.

"Yep," she chuckles, letting you know she's done. "You've definitely had unprotected sex today."

Your cheeks flush red as you sick back up. "You don't have to give me the talk, I know it's risky."

"You're an adult," she smiles. "It's your body and you can do what you want with it. Just make sure to take your birth control regularly if you don't want any unexpected pregnancies."

You nod shyly as she steps out to let you change. You're not really changing though, all you had on was underwear and Jin's oversized shirt.

Following Dr. Wagner down the stairs Jin springs up from his seat and sprints to you. "Are you okay?" he asks nervously. "Did it hurt? Do you need anything?"

"I'm okay babe," you laugh, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"So?" Mrs. Kim stands up to join. "What's the result?"

"Miss [Y/N] definitely had unprotected sex with your son today," Dr. Wagner smiles, giving your shoulder a squeeze.

"Oh thank goodness," his mother exhales.

Absolutely insane that this man's mother is happy her son is having unprotected sex with a woman he's not dating.

You can tell Jin is confused as fuck but he's hiding it well.

"Mother I think you owe [Y/N] an apology," he growls, lacing his fingers with yours again.

"You're right," she chuckles, looking into your eyes. "[Y/N] I'm sorry for doubting you. The camera is in the new lamp I bought Jin recently. Just set it wherever you want."

Relief crashes over you and Jin in waves but you don't let it show. Not after all this hard work.

"Thanks Mom," you smile tightly. "Are we good?"

"Yes, honey," she grins, coming in to hug you. It takes everything in both you and Jin not to grimace while Dr. Wagner is watching.

"You're free to go, Gracie," Mrs. Kim says to Dr. Wagner. "Thank you so much for making a late night visit."