Broken is Beautiful (PJM 18+)

Acceptable

My eyes focus on the corner of a sticky note pad that's sitting on my desk. I was shamelessly daydreaming about Jimin and his rock-hard abs while Taehyung snapped his fingers in my face. "Luna!" I blink rapidly and look at Tae's big eyes in front of me. "You need to sign this expense report!" I laugh awkwardly and Tae rolls his eyes.

"What is wrong with you?" I grab a pen and scribble my signature on the bottom of the page and hand it back to him. "Nothing, I didn't sleep well," I explain to my best friend, which wasn't completely a lie. Taehyung crosses his arms; he wasn't happy with my answer. "Did he keep you up all night?" I shake my head quickly. "No, it wasn't Jimin," okay, that time I lied.

Taehyung's desk phone rings and I'm relieved to see him run off to answer it. I didn't want to be grilled anymore from him.

Then my desk phone rings, and I look over at it. No one ever calls my personal line. I lay my hand on it about to answer it when the elevator dings and Yoongi and Namjoon step off. Their faces full of panic. I stand up and ignore my phone.

"What?! What channel?" Tae was yelling into the phone and then Namjoon and Yoongi run into my office. "Luna! You gotta see the news." Namjoon panted, telling me frantically. He must have run up here so quickly. Yoongi nods along to Namjoon's words.

The phone slams and Taehyung runs to me, he grabs my laptop and types in the local news station. "What's wrong Tae?" I ask him softly; he ignores me and clicks around on the website until he finds the video he's searching for.

He clicks the spacebar and the video plays.

A news anchor in a suit was sitting at his desk, smacking his papers against it. "Have you ever used Luna Cosmetics? Thanks to an inside tip, we've discovered the brand to be a fraud. Luna Day herself faithfully wore her own products and the world fell in love. But her flawless beauty isn't due to her products, no. Luna has been spotted visiting a plastic surgeon. Her beautiful looks aren't thanks to her products, they are thanks to Dr. Jeon. Luna promoted skin health and anti-aging effects but the only anti-aging she was experiencing was from the Botox syringe."

I was squeezing my fists so tightly that my fingers went numb. Aera did this. I slammed my laptop shut and was faced with each pair of eyes on me. Namjoon and Yoongi were patiently waiting for me to defend myself.

Taehyung on the other hand, was fuming. I could almost see the smoke coming from the top of his head. "Who did this!?" His deep voice growled and echoed through my glass office. "Aera. Jimin's ex." I say through gritted teeth.

"Have you had work done Luna?" Namjoon has the audacity to ask me. My heart skipped a beat with how angry I was. I could feel myself almost blacking out with pure fury.

Before I can even respond, Taehyung growls furiously and grabs Namjoon by the shirt and slams him against the wall. "How fucking dare you ask her that! Luna's beauty is her own, you fucking idiot." I watch as Yoongi backs away from my unhinged best friend.

"Tae." I say to him calmly, trying not to escalate his wrath. Taehyung releases Namjoon and then steps away. Namjoon swallows and adjusts his shirt.

"If that isn't the case, then why are you going to a plastic surgeon?" He was still so curious. "Everyone get the fuck out!" Taehyung screams, his deep voice commanding and menacing. It rumbled through my body, making me just as nervous as the two men in my office.

With their tails between their legs, Yoongi and Namjoon leave my office. The tension exiting with them.

Pure, piercing silence falls through the air. Taehyung and I were both deep in thought.

I can't believe Aera did this to me. To attack me like this was unacceptable. It's one thing to come after me personally, but no, she wanted more than to scratch my face. She wanted to end my dream. I wish she would have just jumped me in an alleyway and pulled my hair as we had a cat fight. That I could handle. But no, this was beyond dirty.

"Why did she do this?" Taehyung whispered. The way his shoulders slumped told me he was hurting just as much as me. Taehyung has been with me from the very beginning of Luna Cosmetics. Back when it was just a dream and an application for a business loan from a bank. He was there when I told him what I wanted to do with my life. He witnessed my hard work, my blood, sweat and tears.

"It's a long story. She's obsessed with Jimin. He has a restraining order against her. I guess since she couldn't get to him, she wants to get to me."

The elevator to my office dings again and both of our heads jerk to look at the doors that open and see who they reveals. Hoseok, my PR representative steps off and he runs over to me.

"Luna, the shit is hitting the fan, so to speak!" Hoseok rushes up to me. I nod to him. "I know." He taps around on his phone, not even meeting my eye. He was too busy to be looking at my face. "We need to counter this. I need to know everything so we can plan an announcement of sorts."

I sigh deeply, already done with this situation. "Alright."