The bright stage lights were blinding as he stood there, guitar pick in hand, letting that last note ring out for as long as possible. He threw his head back and caught his breath, his sweat looked like jewels dripping down his face and torso, and his dark hair stuck to his forehead, shining in the glow of the lights. The glow enhanced his features, showing off his jawline and every definition in his neck and chest. The crowd screamed his name, everyone ignoring each other as to not miss even a wink of their idol standing above them. He faced the crowd once more, smiling wide and looking into the sea of faces that adore him, all these people were there because they loved him, and he did the same to them.
"How are you all tonight?" he shouted into his mic, adrenaline bursting through his body.
He was met with a roaring cheer from the crowd; people screaming and shouting as loud as they possibly could. Somehow, his radiant smile grew even wider at the stunning roar of the audience. People sitting on each other's shoulders swayed as they howled at him, waving their arms with passion, trying to get noticed.
"This next song is..-" he paused, holding the mic still, then took a short breath, "Actually.. I think I'll let you figure it out".
The crowd roared once more as he placed the mic on the stand and raised his matte black guitar pick high in the air, taking a breath before he brought his hand down and slashed a chord on his instrument, the crowd going wild over his every movement.
He didn't want it to end, it was such an amazing feeling; being up there, seeing all these people that love him for who he is and what he does. Doing what he loves and being appreciated and recognised for it. Though, all good things come to an end.
He strummed his guitar lovingly, closing his eyes and physically feeling the music, the vibrations in the stage floor and the overwhelming, deafening boom of the crowd.
And then, all good things came to an end.
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