Briar pov

"I can't believe Y/N spent four years dating Jackson, and never figured out he was cheating on her." I thought aloud to Yoongi, as we drove 100km on the highway to Jackson's place. "I'm not surprised. Y/N is super dense." he commented. True. I don't think I've ever read an ff where Y/N is not just a pink loving airhead. I turned to him. "Also, how do you know the way to Jackson's place, huh? Been there?" I asked suggestively, wiggling my eyebrows at him. He used his index finger to push my face towards the windshield. "Eyes on the road." He ordered, before continuing. "I know every detail in this book. I'm the Guardian writer." I frown. "What, like a co-author or something?" he shrugs. "Similar, except my mission is to help you be Y/N, not really co-write the book. I can however interfere with certain scenes if you mess up which you better hope you don't." I didn't reply as I couldn't guarantee anything.

Finally, we made it to Jackson's house, or apartment. Penthouse. No scratch that. Skyscraper. Yoongi and I got out of the car, and some bellboy walked up to me and offered to park my car. Yoongi suggested to me to give the guy my keys, and reluctantly I did so. "What if he crashes the car?" I insisted as we walked inside the building. "Insurance, and he's a professional, don't worry about it."

"Don't worry about it? I wouldn't even let anybody drive my Corolla let alone a Lamborghini!" I hissed at Yoongi. "You don't understand the rich, then, do you?" Yoongi muttered under his breath with heightened brows as we walked up to the front desk. I glared at him before turning to the receptionist at the front desk. A girl, of asian ethnicity with a short bob of blonde hair and thick luscious fringe sat at the desk, typing away on a computer. When she saw me, her eyes brightened, and she hopped up from the seat instantly. "Oh my gosh! Y/N!" She screeched as she ran towards me with arms wide.

This was Lisa. As in Lisa from Blackpink. She worked at Jackson's apartment complex, and Y/N and she became mutual friends through Jackson. In the fanfic the two are still friends even after Y/N breaks up with Jackson. "Hi..." I'm sure even Yoongi cringed at how awkward I was being. I was meant to be Y/N, I was meant to know this girl, but I was Briar and all I could see was the world famous Lisa Manoban, coming to hug my poorass self.

Lisa enveloped me in a big hug. She smelt like Marc Jacobs Daisy perfume, as I had always envisioned she would. I know that sounds weird, I'm sorry. "I haven't seen you in ages!" She cried in a girly voice. "Howya been?"

I grit my teeth together in an awkward smile. "Good?"

"You're here to see Jackson?" She gave me a suggestive smile and elbowed me lightly. "Yeah...?"

I was trying, ok.

She giggled. "Wow, even after four years together, you're still nervous when you see him! That's so cute! Couple goals!" Yeah little did she know.

"Yeah...anyway I have to go..." I mumbled quietly, trying not to put any eye contact between us.

She laughed again. "Yeah, true, true. You go on babe!" She shooed me off to the elevators and made her way back to the receptionists desk. Once we were inside the elevator alone, Yoongi told me to press level 45. The elevator doors shut and the mechanical little room was pulled up. "Question." I said to Yoongi as we sat there in silence. "Shoot."

"My personality is totally different to Y/N's right?" He nodded.

"So why is no one picking up on that? Also, I don't even look like the original Y/N, most likely." I said, motioning downwards towards the rather large stomach I owned. I had become comfortable with it through the years, but sometimes there was still that anxiety that I was ugly because of it.

He shrugged one shoulder. "It's pretty difficult to explain, but, although you're not the original Y/N, she's a self-insert character, which means if any girl in the world got stuck in this fanfic in Y/N's place like you, to the rest of the characters, its as if the original Y/N never existed and you were always Y/N."

"I see." Ding Ding The elevator doors suddenly pulled apart, and a red illuminated 45 appeared on the digitised screen above them. Yoongi pointed to the door straight across from us. "That's his room." I gave him an awkward look before walking towards the door.

When we got to the door Yoongi spoke quietly. "Don't bother knocking, if you walk in now you'll catch them and you can finally get this relationship over with. Just act dramatic so it's believable."

Inhaling, I opened the door. It was weird, I was kinda anxious and this wasn't even my boyfriend. I'd never even had a boyfriend.

Upon opening the door I saw four things. Jackson, Seulgi, the couch, and peepee I didn't want to see. Also something smelt of fish. I was assuming that was the fish bake Jackson was making for Y/N in the fanfiction. Not gonna lie, it smelt nice, but this was not the time.

I was starting to feel sorry for Y/N. And I'm so happy I'm single. Jackson, in the middle of his ummm session, looked up at me with a horrified face before jumping ten feet in the air off the girl. He quickly pulled his pants up as if I hadn't already seen what he was doing. Seulgi looked at me, confused. "Y-Y/N....I-I-I...." Jackson stuttered, as he tried to put himself back together.

"Save it Jackson." To be honest, I was pretty pissed at this fictional Jackson. And poor Y/N, imagine walking in on a guy you've been dating for four years as he's cheating on you. It hurt more to experience it than when I had read it. "I-I I didn't know you'd be here yet....I-I h-had the fish on for like ten minutes...."

"You're blaming the fish?"

"No, I-"

I put my hand up to stop him from speaking. "Jackson. We're through."

Upon hearing the lethal words the man in the untidy hairdo began to tear up. "Y-Y/N no...""Bye Felicia." I waved him off as I turned back towards the door and slammed it shut upon exiting.

That was enough of that. I laughed to Yoongi, "You know what? that wasn't even my boyfriend and I already want a drink." He nodded. "If I could drink I would."

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