Get me a man who can rap as fast and write music as amazing  and be passionate about his music as Yoongi and look cute and savage af all at the same time guys.

(YOONGI)

The sleep. It never completely surrendered or in his case, give in to him. He chased after it like a love sick man, always a step behind chasing a butterfly that falsely promised him something sweet. He envied ordinary people. They should be grateful that they could close their eyes and rest for once.

But all this chasing made his life even blurrier; he could only see his own life through a shadowy veil that weighed a ton. When he tried to evade it, it chased him and when he tried to give in, it was as if it was never there. He felt like he was Tantalus, receiving his punishment for his sins.

But what was his sin?

That he was afraid of something so silly that he could not sleep?

There was nothing he could do about it, so he told himself every day that he was the invincible Min Yoongi that could write words and music that could fill his heart with a satisfaction more than sleep could ever give him.

So he would chase his dreams into the early hours of the morning rather than chasing sleep hoping that one day he wouldn't get tired of chasing and that one day he wouldn't have miles to go before he slept.

He wasn't Min Yoongi the sloth, like the other people called him. 

He never would be.