Finn Wolfhard Smile Novels & Stories

He said. “I’ll make some coffee,” she said. A sincere smile appeared on his face, a natural motion that melted the harsh corners of his mouth. It was a genuine smile that resulted from genuine enjoyment of her company rather than his typical restrained half-smirk. He smiled as he said “Thank you for the offer. I need to do some preparation. A little professional restart.” Her laughter was clear and melodic. “Alright Fred. Do a professional reset now. I'll be in the kitchen.”

For a moment, we were those young wolves again, free from the complications of pack politics and adult responsibilities. "Florian Pup," I repeated, my voice hardly above a whisper. He smiled then – a genuine, unguarded smile that transformed his face, making him look younger and more carefree. In response, he began tickling my sides mercilessly. "Stop!" I gasped between fits of laughter, trying to squirm away from his playful attack. Just as I was about to retaliate, a howl communication rang out, interrupting our moment. Florian sighed and reached for his pack device.

At this point I actually find amusement in his actions and struggle not to laugh. "Hey little man, I'm sorry I scared you. I didn't mean to. I promise I'm not bad, I'm an Omega two! Noah says with a smile on his face as he still pokes at Finn's face. At this point I can't help it and laugh. Finn pulls his face back confused then looks at Noah. His eyebrows furrow as he looks at him while his nose flares. I see the moment he realizes Noah's not lying as he smells like an omega.

Wolf’s stare is meaningful and the same unique emotion is still reflecting in his eyes which makes me a little uncomfortable. “ My wounds have healed. ” I say, trying to bring his dizzy mind back to reality. Wolf averts his eyes to my arm and hums lowly, his voice coming out deeper than he intended. Then, he looks at me and robotically nods his head. I can’t help, but smile at him without any specific reason. A frown pulls up at his forehead as if he didn’t expect me to smile at him. My smile doesn’t waver though. “ Thank you. ” I voice out, still smiling.

Why don't I enrol myself in some communicating classes? It's declared, Arielle Summers meaning me, is the most awkward girl in the world. I decided to spare a glance at Mr Arnold and I had to double-check because he had the facial expression which you get when you curl your lips upwards. Mr Nicolas freaking Arnold was f*cking smiling. Two cute dimples popped on either side of his face and I found myself admiring them. "Are you smiling?" I can't believe it. He chuckled, his grin still plastered on his face.

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you? I can never tell when you do that? Why don’t you smile or something?” Why don’t you smile. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’d heart this question. I gave him the answer I always did. “I don’t smile.” Simple and short. “But you do.” I looked at him. “Excuse me?” “You do smile. When you’re stepping on the skulls of your enemies. It’s a scary sort of smile.” I shrugged. “Guess that’s the only thing that brings me joy.”

It was just the two of us staring at each other. I could feel the air around us thicken by an inch. I realised something at that moment, I was craving for his carefree smile to grace his lips again. "If you are really that sorry, you can do few sit ups to redeem yourself." I suggested and wiggled my eyebrows playfully. That did it. A wolfish smile broke on his tightly set lips....finally. "I got you message young lady....I take it I am forgiven, so I will pass." he said grinning at me like a child.

I told him, my gaze still fixed on him, and I didn’t stop my lips from curling into a smile this time. "I can’t concentrate when your eyes are undressing me." He turned his attention back to the road, but his lips still had the same smug smirk. "And you seemed to enjoy it. You’re actually cute when you smile." I told him. "Cute? Do I look like a puppy? I’m a fucking wolf, a big one. Cute doesn’t apply to me, princess. Or is it queen now?" He looked at me and caught my eyes before throwing a wink at me.

A lady approach my mate from behind, half-hugged him, and whispered something in his ear. He look at her and gave her a very tiny Minnie smile and which she found delighted. My wolf was on the edge when she saw her mate being hugged by some random girl and it make him smile when she is here because of me and waiting for him as he already told me not to speak to him. I told my wolf to calm down and that we will meet after the party as promised.

“What are you planning?” “Nothing.” “That answer sounds suspicious.” “It shouldn’t.” “It absolutely should.” For the first time that day— A genuine smile flickered across his face. Small. Brief. But real. Sam forgot what she was saying. Immediately. Because seeing Froz smile felt strangely rare. Like witnessing a shooting star. Or a miracle. Or snow deciding not to be cold. Equally impossible things. “Close your eyes, Sunshine Wolf.” The nickname caught her off guard. Again. Every single time.