Romans & histoires Attack On Titans Smile

" You should take it... based on your reaction today I never thought I'd compliment you on your style of parenting, it turns out you're a pretty caring dad." Ana responded while giggling, causing Marcelo to stop his actions and watch her. " Have I ever told you that your smile is beautiful?" " I'm pretty sure all I ever heard from you was that I should stop smiling at your friends, must have been because you were afraid I'd scare them off with my smile." She replied as she laughed out, trying to make the conversation light. "That's not true_although you're right about one thing." " You mean the part where I scare them off with my smile?"

Damien smiled. .

With a smile. ____

Wait what? I stared at Tybalt's smiling face. "What?" He asked me as he sipped his drink. "You finally smiled at me," I whispered. "What?" He chuckled, "It's not like I don't know how to smile." He added. "I-I mean, I've never seen you smile at me until today. I-I'm just-" "It's true though—" Milo cut me off sipping his coffee. "—that you haven't smiled at her until today. We almost thought you hate her."

I became someone reliant on him for everything—someone he could manipulate with a simple gesture. Perhaps he felt my gaze as he suddenly looked up. Our eyes met. I stared straight at him, hatred burning openly in mine. He responded with one of those smug little smiles I had once mistaken for charm. Then, he opened his arms. Sienna rushed into them immediately, clinging to him as though she belonged there. A second later, she turned toward my window and gave me a triumphant little wave. The hatred in my chest deepened. Only after their car disappeared from the hospital grounds did I return to bed and press the call button.

'Stay here' never made it out. "Oh, right!" I perked up. "I don't even know your name." His voice dropped, rough. "I don't have one. But... if you want, you can give me one." I scrunched up my face, thinking. "That's a big deal. Lemme give it some real thought." In the dark, I saw it—just barely. The corner of his mouth... lifted slightly, revealing fangs. The Chat Feed blew up. [Wait—did he just smile? Darkblood Count SMILED.]

He grinned—wide, boyish, utterly unguarded—and held it up like a trophy. “Dinner,” he announced. “Hungry?” The sunset painted him in impossible colors—gold along the sharp line of his jaw, deep rose across his chest, indigo pooling in the hollows of his collarbones. His smile was real this time—no smirk, no calculation—just pure, uncomplicated joy. Like he’d forgotten, for one heartbeat, that we were enemies, rogues, liars, survivors. My chest squeezed. The fire crackled. The wind sang through the pines. The falls thundered on.

A smile formed on Harris' lips as he reached up and cupped Atticus' face. "It's okay, really! I know it might sound silly, but you don't know how good it feels to have your mate so protective over you. I just, this is all so surreal! It's like a dream that I haven't woken up from yet. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, so I guess I'm laughing." Harris smiled. Atticus gently gripped Harris' face as he let out a breath, his head slightly tilting to the side as a smile formed on the larger Alpha's face.

He is seen smiling. Heh, just watch you, Mas! Feel my revenge after this! ***

"Why are you smiling so damn hard instead of you to be screaming, you should be screaming and crying till you pass out than smiling." The conned voice screamed, Bella smiled again, truly a smile could win thousand wars, a smile is a virtue. "I have seen torture and received words as harsh as this, non of your words or physical toture can cause me any single harm or pass through the fiber of my skin, you just like my sisters, jealous and rotten who always ends up with the bad eggs." Bella said, giving her a smile, a smile of victory. "Ahh how dare you speak such words to me, am the one In charge here not you."