Chipmunk Cheeks Novels & Stories

Along with a lot of other things I meant to keep behind the facade, this was one of them too. "Eww…" I groaned as it bit me. "The heck. Why would you do that to me." I mumbled darkly. It squeaked in response. "I like to tease you." It spoke while detaching itself from my cheek and flew in front of my eyes. Soon all my efforts I had to apply concealer on the black probed-out mole, which was not a mole in its true sense but a secret meant to be kept confidential. Considering, the people on this so-called planet will never understand why and how a girl can have an insect, a black honey bee, living on her cheeks.

She's just sweating, her cheeks have turned red, maybe the reason is alcohol. She places her jacket beside her, then turns to him, looking at him directly. She smiles sweetly and cups his face, pulling him closer. "Mr. Sweet baby, this worried look doesn't suit your handsome face," she pinches his cheeks, pulling them. "Wow! Look at your chubby cheeks! You look like a Mickey cartoon now! He-heh! Smile more, g-grinn!" My chubby cheeks? A Mickey cartoon? Lynn wonders whether he should laugh or cry at her.

It didn't want to talk to Fremingo. Fremingo: "No. what's so good about a pig? I want to see you." As soon as Yuri put the camera in front of her, the little porcupine immediately raised its head, snorted, and then grabbed Yuri's arm to turn to the phone screen. The porcupine's nose was almost connected to the camera, blocking Yuri's face. Yuri was amused.

She's just sweating, her cheeks have turned red, maybe the reason is alcohol. She places her jacket beside her, then turns to him, looking at him directly. She smiles sweetly and cups his face, pulling him closer. "Mr. Sweet baby, this worried look doesn't suit your handsome face," she pinches his cheeks, pulling them. "Wow! Look at your chubby cheeks! You look like a Mickey cartoon now! He-heh! Smile more, g-grinn!" My chubby cheeks? A Mickey cartoon? Lynn wonders whether he should laugh or cry at her.

But before she could muster a response, Chen’s expression shifted to something lighter, a playful grin breaking through his serious demeanor. “And by the way, I know you were crying,” he said, his voice teasing now. Victoria’s eyes widened, her defenses rising. “I wasn’t—” “Oh, you were,” Chen interrupted, his grin widening as he stepped closer. “And do you know how I know?” He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret. “Because when you cry—or when you’re mad, for that matter—your cheeks and nose turn this adorable shade of pink. It’s the most ridiculously cute thing I’ve ever seen.”

She scrunched her nose and pushed her cheeks upward with her hands until she looked like a chipmunk. Jaxon stared at her for two seconds before bursting into another giggle. “I don’t look like that!” “You do. Exactly like that,” she insisted, marching in a slow circle around him as if inspecting for evidence. “Yes you do,” she repeated, and poked his cheek. He gasped dramatically. “Hey!” Elara wagged her finger. “You poked me earlier when you were scared.” “I did not!” He protested. “Yes you did,” she said, hands on hips, chin lifted in mock authority.

Her sweet scent made it clear who caught me and I grinned. I opened my eyes and met the pink orbs of my pretty friend. The pink in her cheeks had deepened and her face was flushed. Her small Mimi pink lips were twisted to the side with her bottom lip occupied by her teeth. She was upset and she had the right to be, but since she could feel my emotions, she couldn't be enraged further.

I can’t read his expression, but I’m not given the chance to think too hard about it because Alpha Jackal grabs my chin a second later. “Hmm…” he hums, pressing his dirty nails into my cheeks. “A bit thin, and your eyes are scarily huge like the ones belonging to a bug, but I guess that’s okay. If we have guests over, you will just have to hide that ugly mug.” Ugly?

I watch as she fidgets with a strand of her hair instead of making eye contact. The way that her face looks in this moment interests me. I can feel my beast comes forward as he looks at her through my eyes too. The color that has appeared on her cheeks makes her face look amazing. I didn’t even know that people with her skin tone could blush. She almost reminds me of the chocolate covered cherries that many of the humans in our clan enjoy. I just don’t know why she is having this reaction to such a simple question.

She straightened up and smiled at me, her eyes staring back into mine as her lips opened to relieve her infamous pearly white smile that could warm up the New York cold. “Hello, Chipmunk…” She called out the name I haven’t heard in years, the name I dreamed of hearing once again but knew there was no way I could ever hear it, at least in this life. The only name that always managed to brighten up my dark days. An intense melange of emotions poked me roughly in my stomach, causing the tears to flow freely on my face and my chest to open up in a loud wail.