Vermin (Taehyung x Reader)

The Table

-Taehyung's POV-

Glancing at the prep table I saw that girl, damn... wait what am I upset about, she's probably a bitch who belongs there. I munched on my grilled Jerk chicken salad.

"Why the fancy lunch today, hm?" Suga, AKA Yoongi, said. He had a simple hotdog from the food store.

"Mom made it. It's embarrassing, but it's hella good." I ate more.

"See that girl?" Jungkook pointed to the new girl, (Y/N).

"Eh, what about her?" Yoongi asked.

Jungkook put his arm around Jimin, "I saw this one staring at her across the hallway today. Say, what did she do to make you act that way?"

Jimin blushed, "nothing. She's just really ugly to be in the prep group."

"True, she'd probably fit better in our group, right? She seems so out of place..." I said.

"Seems like you've been watching her closely too, Taehyung," Yoongi smirked.

I shrugged, "if you mean I talked to her in the boy's bathroom, then I guess."

"Pfft, why were you two in the boy's bathroom?" Jungkook laughed.

"Chick wondered in there herself. She's dumb as fuck." I scratched my hand through my hair.

-(Y/N) POV-

*at home*

"Hey, mom, dad?" I walked in.

I heard footsteps towards me. HaYun, my little sister smiled wide, "hey, (Y/mN), guess what! I scored the highest score in my class on the test!"

I lifted her up, "congratulations! Hey are you packed up yet?"

"No... I don't wanna leave you and dad!" HaYun cried.

I stroked her hair, "I know, I know, but these things sometimes happen and we were the unfortunate ones. Just remember to be nice and well-behaved because I'm sure mom is pretty stressed too."

HaYun nodded. I saw my mom walk out of the hall, "hey, (Y/N), have you seen my little speaker?" She started rummaging in a tub, "I bet that bastard took it!"

"Mom, HaYun is here!" I said.

"You're right I'm sorry, HaYun!" Mom smiled and walked over. She grabbed HaYun out of my arms and set her on the ground, "now you're becoming a big girl you're probably hurting (Y/N)'s arms. Ah, (Y/N), I need you to go empty the dishwasher please, and afterwards, can you clean up HaYun's mess in the Living room?"

I nodded and started on my chores. Afterwards I sat on my bed and stared at pictures on my bed stand. I remember, from middle school to the beginning of high school I was... a punk... god, as those words exit my mouth I feel so different. Nowadays I look like the most basic bitch you'd ever see, but back then, I wore fishnets, booty shorts, leather, and I had tattoos and piercings. I smoke some cigarettes, but e-cigs are my favorite. I still have withdrawals, but I just have to get over them. I used to get so drunk that I'd pass out in the tub or on the toilet. My hair was always dyed black and my makeup looked like I got beat up by Mike Tyson.

I sighed, I missed going to the punk rock parties, the excitement, hell even some of the gangsters that would show up.

But I could never go back, my mom was so happy I finally quit that lifestyle. I could never see her disappointed again. Never. But now that I'm going to be living with my dad... he's a former gang member, he still smokes for fucks sake and he's the one who offered me a cig after my 13th birthday. I'll admit he's a fun person, but he's too fun.