Blushing Funny Novels & Stories

“Get it?” “Oh.” I’m blushing now. She looks so pretty when she is smiling. Not a model, I know, but it is genuine. I’m starting to love her face and nose, which is weird. I look away and try not to sound nervous. But fail. “That was a joke.” “Yes, Dante,” she grins at me, all confident in a way that makes me want to kiss her. “That was a joke.” I’m blushing even more. What is wrong with me? I never blush at girls…WOMEN! I usually keep my cool, but I’m turned on and fuck!

l am telling you the difference between Smiling and blushing" favoue corrected. She folded her arms across her chest as she spoke. "So, what you're saying is that you weren't blushing but smiling?". Matt asked with a raised brow. "Exactly." "Oh, I see." Matt nodded and tapped his lips with his finger. "Then why are your cheeks so red, if you aren't blushing? Are your cheeks hurting?". "My cheek hurts so much that I can't even explain why". Favour replied, following his words too. "But, you've been blushing all day and it gets me wondering why your cheek doesn't seem to hurt because if it hurts I'm sure you won't keep doing it the entire time."

I couldn't stop smiling as I walked towards my house. "Why are you blushing?" My dad asked me immediately as I stepped inside the house and my eyes went wide. I turned my head to the side and found him sitting on the couch, wiggling his eyebrows at me playfully. "I'm not blushing, dad," I replied almost immediately and ran upstairs, not before hearing his deep laughter echoing through the house. Fuck! Was I actually blushing? If I was, I was definitely going to be in some deep trouble because... Tristan Harris was so not the kind of guy to think about and blush.

But the warmth in my chest lingers, and when I glance at my reflection in the pastry case, I catch the embarrassing truth— I’m blushing. “Good Lord, Audrey. You’re a walking cliché.” Talia’s voice comes from behind me, dripping with amusement, and I don’t have to turn around to know she’s watching me like a predator with fresh gossip. I glare at her over my shoulder. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She smirks. “Uh-huh. So you’re just randomly blushing into a tray of muffins for no reason?” I shove the tray into the display case and ignore her while she cackles like a witch.

I teased and she slapped her hands to cover her cheeks which I considered totally unnecessary. "You don't have to hide your blush, your whole face is already playing a role in your blushing." I chuckled. "You can't cover your whole face, can you?" Even though I was teasing her, it was still so true. She was blushing as much as blushing could count. "Stop making fun of me." She said and slapped my shoulder playfully. "I'm not, I'm only being truthful." I lifted my shoulders into a half shrug. "It's also a means for us to start working on our project; we wouldn't be too focused on the date but think that the reason for being there is because of our project." I retorted.

This must be the dumbest question I have ever heard. "Did you know you're funny? I wouldn't be here laughing with you if I didn't love you, the only reason I am here with you right now is because of the love I have for you," he says, and I can see him melt within. He covered his face with his palm before making a funny face. "Fuck," I can't imagine him blushing like a lady, if he's blushing, then what should I be doing? "You know you shouldn't be doing this, right?" I said, feigning a smile.

I had to talk to her. "Nice shirt," I said, admiring her yellow shirt. "Thanks," she said, her cheeks turning scarlet. I chuckled as I remembered I mesmerized her easily. "What's funny?" she asked, unable to make eye contact with me. "You are blushing," I mentioned. "I am?" she asked, touching her cheeks. "Oh," she said in realization and laughed softly. "Stop laughing." "Well, it is hilarious." "Hilarious in what way?". "Hilarious that I make you blush with a little compliment."

She said breathlessly. Rayan slowly released her hands and took some steps backward. Though his heart was beating unevenly, he was feeling breathless, it's funny that she was blushing. He couldn't control his laughter. Crystal lowered her head and took a glance at Rayan. "Why are... you laughing?" She asked softly. Rayan laughed softly. "You look so cute when you blush. You have a dirty mind." Crystal widened her eyes and pressed her hands on her cheeks. "I'm not... blushing. It's an allergy." She shouted.

It's an excuse. "What's hot? Is your air conditioner on, it's still cold inside, how can it be hot? You're just excited, so you're blushing? Am I right?" I asked him and poked his waist. "N-no, honey! Don't be naughty, I'm driving, we might crash," he said to me. I burst out laughing when his blush still didn't really go away. "Gosh, you're just blushing, it means you're excited. Kiss that cheek, honey. How about the lips? You might not be able to breathe because you're so excited," I teased him.

Her face turned red and I could tell she was blushing. "Wait, are you blushing? Do you really like being complimented that much?" I teased her. She looked up at me and frowned lightly but there were thin line of smiles at the corners of her mouth. "I'm not blushing. The weather is hot today," She said and fanned her cheeks. "Your cheeks must be very hot for you to blush this hard." I teased again. This time, I bursted into laughter. I could no longer contain the laughter and Lauren was just too cute and adorable.