Goku Smirk Novels & Stories

Sam piped up, smiling knowingly at me, an expression which I soon discovered was mirrored by Juliette and Beckham too. "And what makes you think that?" I asked back. "Maybe because you have your Hawk grin on," Juliette singsong, leaving me confused. "Hawk grin?" "She means that stupid grin you have on your face whenever you're chatting with Hawk," Beckham mused matter-of-factly. "What? I do not have a Hawk grin," I protested. But if they heard me, they didn't show it as they were too busy chuckling to themselves. They've got to be kidding me. Hawk grin? Yeah, right!

I said and ended the call, I stood up and stared at the mirror as a small smirk formed at the corner of my mouth. A guy cannot guy a Guyman!

He looks over at me with a smirk, accepting the job. The smirk leaves his face and is replaced by a frown. "If any shit gets on me, I kill the human that the shit belongs to." He says causing me to frown. He let out a chuckle putting his hands up. "I'm joking...again." He says looking backing into the bathroom and let out another sigh. "I guess I'll get to work. I can't be slacking around when you're trying to run a legitimate business here." He says sarcastically, letting out another low chuckle with a smirk.

He turned around and smirked. "Do you really want that? I could make you pass out, you know?" He chuckled.

I smirked. "As you wish Boss"

I can't speak anything right now, cause I'm doubting myself whether am I hallucinating or is he real. He is smirking , I can't decipher the reason behind his smirk. He is wearing a light blue shirt with a dark blue shade coat with an expensive watch, the watch is reflecting on his wrist illuminating some light. His posture radiates strong, Raw, masculine like he holds the power of this earth. He had some light beard with a little moustache with shard jaw line.. , the jaw line looking like a blade sharp enough to cut the throat of anyone's who messed him..! Why on earth I had to meet this man again. I was occupied by my tiny little assumptions about this man.

The satisfying ‘whomp’ of my fist connecting with Jin's jaw boomed through the hallway like a thunderclap announcing the arrival of a comedic genius. The smug smirk he usually wore evaporated faster than a snowflake in a sauna. On his face was now a comical look of surprise that could launch a thousand memes. Only Keiran was capable of wiping the smugness away from people like that. I should be given an Oscar or something, bruh. "Woah there, big guy," Jin mumbled, gingerly touching his jaw with the grace of a newborn giraffe learning to walk. "What the heck was that for?"

he mumbled, voice husky and low, eyes still closed. I blinked. “What? No, I don’t.” He cracked one eye open, his golden gaze lazy and teasing. “Like a baby bear. It's kind of cute.” A scoff escaped me before I grabbed the nearest pillow and thumped him with it. “Take that back.” He let out a deep chuckle that vibrated against my back as he pulled me closer, locking his arms tighter around me. “Never. I treasure every little imperfection.” “Ryu—”