Novel & Cerita Dean Winchester Smile

Dean asked breaking my bubble. I looked at him and his eyes were fixed on me with his ice-cream barely touched. "Well nothing, I was just um--- nothing," I said looking anywhere but him, feeling a little embarrassed that he saw me smiling to myself. He let out a small chuckle and patted my head saying, " I like your smile, it's really beautiful," I felt my cheeks heat up and I couldn't help but want to hide my face but sadly there was nothing to hide it. I resulted into taking a big bite out of my ice-cream and mumbling a 'thank you'

The thought made him snigger. Wes turned the gun towards Jack. “You got a sorry for my baby girl, smiler?” The expression on his face changed. One moment he was serious and tortured, and the next he grinned. Lips ripped back, revealing the shine and polish of dentures. The loose skin around his mouth stretched taut. His eyes drew to thin slits surrounded by crow’s feet. The laugh that seeped out of him was wheezy and full of spite. “Now this is a smile,” he said.

“…I did.” I looked between them, then back at Dean. “You smile more than I expected.” The words slipped out before I could filter them. He looked genuinely surprised, like no one had ever pointed it out before. “I do?” “You do. You just hide it.” For a moment, he seemed unsure what to do with that, then the corner of his mouth lifted again, softer this time, less guarded. “I guess I do.” I smiled back without thinking about it, aware of something shifting beneath the surface of the morning. Everyone talked about Captain Dean Mercer like they already knew exactly who he was. But watching him joke with his teammates and remember small things about people, I realized everyone only knew one vers

To prepare me for life in the Moretti underworld, my boyfriend, Adrian Moretti, had his childhood friend, Chloe Marino, arrange a robbery drill for me every month. At first, they only stole my phone. Then came a knife in a parking garage, followed by someone tailing me late at night. Once I even opened my eyes in the middle of the night to find a masked man sitting on the edge of my bed with a gun pressed to my forehead. Afterward, Adrian told me, "Evelyn, if this is enough to scare you, you're only going to hold me back." Today was the twelfth time. A bullet grazed my ear and buried itself in the wall. Blood ran down the side of my face. I fell to the ground while Chloe stood at the curb, l

It’s just because he likes me. “What the fuck are you smiling about?” Zeke mutters after class when I reach him in the back of the room. It’s the first actual sentence he’s uttered since that night. I should’ve known it would have something to do with Dean. “Why does it have to be any of your business? And hi, I’m glad to know your voice still works.” He stares around me in Dean’s direction. I nudge him. “Could you stop? Please. This is ridiculous.”

It was so cute ≧﹏≦ A rare smile showed on his face, that stunned Kim frozen. Her heart raced as she started to blush again. On the other hand, the three boys sneered and were even more convinced that Jake was seriously sick in the head by watching him act like this. However, just as one of them was about to open his mouth to mock him, Jake talked first. The smile was still on his lips, making him look extremely gentle and handsome, but the words coming out of his mouth sent shivers down all four people's spines.

The same slack-jaw stare, eyes wide, shoulders relaxed except for the one arm reaching out to touch the picture, but stopping before contact. "You're right. It is beautiful," said Dean, turning to face me with a sheepish grin. "Thank you for showing me that. You like your hotdog?" I hadn't realized how hungry I was, I had snarfed the entire thing down already. I pulled my finger out of my mouth, sucking off the last little bit of ketchup. I looked at him sheepishly, then we both laughed. "They're probably all waiting for us back at the house," I said.

That made me chuckle. “Young, complicated life.” Zach snorted. “That’s a good one.” For the first time ever, I saw Trenton smile. Not the easy, slow spread anyone would do, but one that slightly upturns a corner of his mouth with his eyes replicating the smile. He looked very handsome. “You should smile often, Trenton. It looks good on you.” I told him. He snapped his expression back to flat and unsmiling, passing me a glare as if he was accusing me of being the cause for the almost-unnoticeable smile.

"Cheers", Diana said with a raised glass and a proud smile. "To world conquest and domination." Adolphus clinked his glass with her's as he stared at her infectious smile. He didn't think he had ever seen this witch look so happy since they'd known each other. Her eyes twinkled brightly as she held her drink in the air with a glowing smile on her lips. A small giggle escaped from her mouth as she muttered something he was not paying attention to, and Adolphus couldn’t stop himself from grinning back and chuckling along with her.

Artha I watched Dean's smile fade a little when the rose trail led us to his bedroom. He took in the decoration: red ballons hugging the ceilings, their coiled strings hanging over us. He stepped to his side table and picked up the bottle of champagne, reading the label. “Nice...” He grinned. He picked up the gift bag from the bed and looked back at me, giving me a warm smile. “Can I open it?” I laughed at his politeness. “Yes, you may.”