Shiver [Min Yoongi]

Chapter 1

The stage lights were shining down brightly on Yoongi as they finished the last song of the night. Rapping the same lines, dancing the same choreography. Same routine, different city. Different fans, same cheers.

Being on tour was difficult. He loved being able to perform his music, able to share it with the world. But after a while, it gets old. The songs he used to love, he began to hate. The lyrics he poured his heart into, began to mean nothing. All the hard work he had done, thrown away in anticipation for whatever new concept was on the way.

Different cities, different countries, different continents. He had the world in his hands, but it was starting to feel like more of a burden than a blessing. His bittersweet reality filled with a haze of smoke, the flashing lights of nightclubs, the different girls surrounding him.

Everything around him was whirling past him, as he felt suspended in time, stuck in a haze. This was the lifestyle he dreamed of, the life he worked so hard to get. The life that he had enjoyed so much once he finally got it, was now trapping him, taking the life and soul out of him.

But no matter how bad he was feeling while on the road, singing what seemed like meaningless songs now, he always had you to come home to.

Whenever Yoongi saw your smiling face, waiting for him at the airport, that suffocating air around him disappeared. As soon as his hands got to hold yours, and his lips got to kiss yours, all of the bad emotions he had were worth it. 

Yoongi wouldn't have met you if it weren't for this life he started to hate so much. But he was always relieved to know that you were there for him, that you were always the one to pull him out of his own dark thoughts, his lighthouse.

And before falling asleep together, he would always whisper to you.

"You are my love, you are my home."