hey anon, I totally agree, I live for angsty fanfics so really hoping this summer is the summer where I can hopefully wrap up some of these stories!

hey anon! I'm glad you enjoyed the story though atm I've been so busy that I haven't been able to finish the story but hopefully this summer is the time to finish it!

it has been so long! I’ve been good but busy haha, school and work is such a grind but recently I’ve been really wanting to get back into the fanfic scene. just noticed a lack of real angsty fanfics that are just focused on a good plot so maybe this summer is the time for me to write again! thanks for still sticking around and remembering me tho 💕

haha I swear there’s a draft for pretty lies part 8 collecting dust rn but atm I haven’t had a lot of time to go back to it. so rn there aren’t any plans to continue the series but I figure I’ll probably come back to it someday! so sorry for the long hiatus guys

Pretty Lies - Part Eight

Genre: Angst

Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // Part Six // Part Seven // Part Eight

Word Count: 1,734

Summary: You knew the truth, but still clung onto the pretty lies he told you.

“Delivery! One order of fried chicken for Y/N!” Namjoon called out in a sing-song voice, one hand holding onto the takeout while his other hand pushed open your front door. He kicked the door shut behind him, dropping the key you had given to him a while ago back into his coat pocket. 

You slowly made your way into the living room, offering Namjoon a weak smile before taking the takeout bag out of his hands and setting it on the table. He rose his eyebrow at your behavior- he had finally gotten you to laugh not too long ago but now you were back to the depressed state he had tried so hard to get you out of. “Hey, are you alright? You don’t look too good.”

“Jungkook came over a while ago,” you murmured, busying yourself with taking out the food. Namjoon’s eyebrows rose at your statement, still concerned with your neutral attitude. 

“Oh, what happened?” Namjoon carefully inquired, taking a seat at the table. His mouth opened but he hesitated, unsure if he really wanted to ask the question on his mind. “Did... Did he ask you to take him back?”

His eyes were trained on yours as you dipped your head slightly to confirm his suspicions. “What did you say?”

“I told him I’d give him one last chance,” you confessed, unsure as to why your heart was clenching at having to tell Namjoon this. He was your best friend, practically an older brother from how much he had to look after you. Maybe you felt guilty for causing such a big scene only to take Jungkook back? “A part of me isn’t sure if this is right but he said it was truly just a mistake. He said he wouldn’t do it anymore so I guess I just have to trust him.”

“What do you mean you’re just going to trust him? Don’t you remember the lies he told you? He cheated on you, Y/N! It doesn’t get more black and white than that, I don’t understand why you would just take him back. Do you have no respect for yourself?” Namjoon blew up, surprised at how riled up he had gotten from your words. In all honestly a part of Namjoon had expected this to happen and was prepared to silently let it happen and stay in the background, but the moment you confirmed his worst fears he couldn’t just stay silent and continue to support your decision.

“Think what you want but I want to trust in him,” you retorted calmly. “If I want him to trust me, I have to trust him. It’s a two way street.”

Namjoon looked helplessly at you, wanting to yell at you more to convince you of how bad things would turn out but he knew you were stubborn. You tried to hold your ground and Namjoon noticed the gleam of uncertainty in your eyes. 

“I hope you know what you’re walking into ‘cause I can’t just sit here and watch this happen.” Rising from his seat, Namjoon marched towards the door. 

“Wait, where are you going?” you cried out, catching his arm before he could go further. He slowed, turning his head slightly towards you. 

“I can’t just watch silently in the background as you get together with someone who has already hurt you so much. Jungkook might be like a younger brother to me but I won’t stand for this.” Namjoon grimaced, almost not wanting to finish what he had started but he knew it had to be said. “I just can’t stay as your supportive best friend when you’re gonna go back to him. I’m done, Y/N.”

Your face fell and the color drained from your face. Namjoon brushed your hand off him, shooting you another pained expression before stepping through the door, slamming it shut. 

Seokjin was known as the mother of BTS so it wasn’t surprising at all that he was the first person to approach Namjoon after he had stormed back into the dorm. 

“Namjoon, I’m coming in,” Seokjin announced before stepping into the room, concern clearly written all over his face. “What happened? I thought you were supposed to have dinner with Y/N.”

Namjoon stayed silent, face still deep in his pillow. Seokjin paused, waiting for a reply. Silence filled the room and just as Seokjin was sure Namjoon would not open up about his problem he turned his head slightly to mumble, “She chose him again, hyung.”

Confused, Seokjin took a seat at Namjoon’s desk. “What do you mean ‘she chose him again’?”

“I’m in love with Y/N.” Taking a moment to pause after the bomb he had dropped, Namjoon continued hesitantly, unsure how Seokjin would react. “Have been for a long time actually. But the only guy she’s ever looked at is Jungkook and I finally thought she would properly acknowledge me as a possible love interest but in the end she always goes back to him.”

“Namjoon,” Seokjin started, stunned by Namjoon’s confession. “I had no idea you felt this way. I’m so sorry, all along I’ve been cheering for Jungkook and I never realized you were also after Y/N’s heart.”

“The thing is I don’t stand a chance against him. No matter how I much I’m there for her or try to impress her, the only guy she’ll ever see is him. It hurts so much to know I’ll only ever be second best, hyung,” Namjoon declared, trying to brush the tears away. Seokjin was shocked, he almost never saw Namjoon cry and to see his leader break down like this was heartbreaking.

“Perhaps the time to move on has come,” Seokjin offered weakly, not sure what he could say to lift his leader’s spirits. Namjoon let out a sigh, shifting around on his back so he was on his back. 

“That’s what I’ve been telling myself ever since I knew she would never be mine.”

Everything had been going so well for Jungkook until he noticed the text Areum had sent him. Suddenly everything he had done to patch things up with you crashed to the ground when Jungkook saw the photo. 

If the photo got out, there would be no way of convincing you to stay with him. His second chance would be ruined and the media would have a field day at the thought of the maknae of such a successful group dating a trainee. 

Without hesitation, Jungkook dialed Areum’s number, praying that she wasn’t practicing. 

“Hi Kookie! What’s up?” Areum’s voice chirped through the line and Jungkook’s hold tightened on the phone. 

“What is the meaning of this photo?” Jungkook grounded out, desperately trying to keep his control. 

“You don’t like it?” Areum whined. “I thought you looked so cute in it though.”

“Cut the bullshit, Areum! You know I love Y/N and what we had was a mistake. Don’t even think of spreading that photo around, delete it immediately or you’ll regret it,” Jungkook threatened, hoping the anger in his voice would be enough to intimidate Areum into leaving him alone. 

There was a pause on Areum’s line and for a second Jungkook wondered if she was shocked by his behavior. Until he heard her laughter float through. His eyebrows scrunched together as her laughter continued. 

“Oh that’s just rich, Jungkook. What can you do to me? I’m the one with the photo, I have the upper-hand here. It’s so cute how frustrated you get when you’re cornered,” Areum giggled. “No, you should be asking me what you should do in order for this photo to stay hidden.”

Jungkook gritted his teeth, wondering why he had ever been attracted to Areum. Her true nature was coming out and Jungkook was helpless against her blackmail. “... What do you want me to do? I’m not going to break up with, Y/N.”

“Oh, I don’t want you to break up with Y/N! I’m not a monster, Jungkook, I can tell she makes you happy,” Areum hummed, deep in thought. “I have a very simple wish, I just want you to take me out on a date.”

“A date? You just want me to take you out on a date?” Jungkook repeated, confused at the simple request. With Areum’s manipulative nature, he had expected her to demand he break up with you immediately.

“Of course. She makes you happy and you make me happy. As long as I stay happy, the photo won’t be leaked. Simple as that,” Areum purred, already knowing Jungkook was helpless to refuse. 

“Fine, I’ll agree to your terms but it has to be done in disguise. I don’t want Y/N to know of this at all,” Jungkook requested, praying Areum would agree to his terms. 

“Although I don’t think you’re in a position to be bartering with me, I’ll accept your terms. Be ready to go out this Saturday, I’ll send you the details later. I have to go to practice now. Talk to you later, babe!” The line was cut and Jungkook slumped against his wall. 

‘As long as I keep Areum happy, Y/N will never find out,’ Jungkook mused, conflicted with wanting Y/N to trust him again but knowing he would have to continue to betray her trust to keep Areum from exposing him. 

Areum was practically glowing throughout her practice which unsettled her group members. Although they were quite accustomed to Areum’s strange mood changes, it was still eerie to them how quickly her mood would turn from good to worse and vise versa. 

She hummed a tune as she went through the motions of her group’s debut dance, a bright smile dancing on her lips. She had Jungkook right where she wanted him. 

He thought that all she wanted was dates to keep her happy but she had a whole plan set out. Having him break up with Y/N would be too easy and there would be a chance the two could get back together. No, Areum knew she would have to completely shatter the trust Y/N had with Jungkook in order to ensure he stayed hers. 

Nailing her mini dance solo in the song, Areum continued to muse about her plan. Once Y/N was out of the way, Jungkook would only have her. As long as she had the photo, he was powerless to resist her. 

‘The fun part is just about to begin. Better be prepared, Jungkook.’

a/n: finally updated after being dead for so long. i’m officially back for the summer and am hoping to post a lot more now that i have more time!