"Promise me.." he would tell her every time she would pass him or even be sitting with him at lunch.
"That I will smile forever and ever, yes I know Yoongi. I promise." And after lace it with a gentle smile rubbing her thumb on his palm.
"I know but for real I-" you cut him off.
"I promise." You told him, nodding after.
He would swallow suddenly nod and smile at you. Continuing with his old story. Although you were the type to smile quite often. He wanted to make you happy, as though that was his only goal in life. Making it hard for you to ever be sad. But sometimes, the mental breakdowns: coming in fresh and clear into every emotional hard-time you have had. Sometimes it had gotten really hard. But Yoongi had gotten you into a really happy times. You, his girlfriend loved him with all your heart. You never wanted to leave his side. Not even at death.
As if death was even a funny word.
Don't. Joke. About. Death.
Flashing red and blue lights. Blood and cries found throughout the small cubicle of an apartment. You screeched in udder pain and sorrow watching the boy in front of you. A knife planted deep between his heart and lungs. Blood oozing or spilling from his limp body. His eyes shut but his mouth slowly hung a shy smile.

'Promise me..'
'You will always Smile.'