The Forgotten King
He says, his face showing assumptions, perhaps he thinks I'll be forever mad at him.
At that, my heart softens, "It wasn't that funny." I say, looking down and playing with my fingers.
He chuckles, "It was a little f-funny." I look up at him and see his goofy, yet handsome smile. I can't help but roll my eyes at him and say, "Only a little funny." I joke, to show him that I'm not forever-angry. He smiles and relief rolls off him just to see me joke and smile, even if it's just a meager smile.
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