Izuku Smiling Novels & Stories

"Why just smile, honey? Are you imagining how to be. . . ow " Irawan then stroked his arm which was pinched by Saskia. He smiled then kissed the face of Saskia who looked at him without paying attention to the gazes of all the guests. Why are you always teasing me? I'm ashamed to hear your request. Just imagine me not yet, let alone ... "

He asks her as Mother places some food in front of her. "I'd love too. Thank you so much." She says with tears running down her face. We pull her to us and hug her tightly. "Can't seem to keep your hands off of her can you?" We hear Mother say through the pack link. We look over at her only to see a smirk on her face. We roll our eyes and pull back from Izzy. She stopped crying and now she's all smiles. "You need to eat." We say then start to eat our own food. She nods and eats her own food as well.

he faked a smile. Risa smiled a polite smile. Then there’s a crack in her face and she looked at Hayate in hesitation. She looked like she wanted to ask him something. So he waited for her to say it. After about two seconds fiddling, she finally asked. “Is it true that Alex-san has been… Um…”

Kurosaki-san called out and Kimiko came back to the room sitting beside Iori seeming like she was going to hide underneath the table at any sign of shouting. Jun was still smiling widely, despite the glare Iori threw his way. "Stop smiling like that. Before I wile that smile off your face Kamikoi," Kurosaki said not looking up, Jun didn't stop smiling...

“Stuff… stuff. You don’t have to worry. It’s not illegal.” “Collecting weeds is not but snorting one is.” “Are you crazy?” Smile was dumbfounded although he didn’t go into a defensive mood. One thing about humans was, that their reactions were funny, especially if they did something unforgivable. Hisoka was living for such a reaction. Big shocked eyes, visible dilated pupils, gasping mouth, sweating hands. It was so much fun. “I trust you.” He patted Smile’s butt smoothly. “Don’t work too hard. Please settle the Underworld affair for me.” He waved his hand, laughing at Smile’s betrayed face.

he mumbled. “Izzy, thank you for everything that you had done for us...” Myra also smiled with her teary eyes. “I’m really sorry...” she added apologetically. Izza waved her hand. “That's fine mom, we had already talked about that matter, right?” she assured coolly. “Please don't make me cry... My makeup would get ruined,” she joked to lighten the car’s atmosphere. Tok! Tok! Tok! Someone is knocking on Izza’s window side catching her attention. She pressed the button to lower the glass. “What’s up?” she asked flatly.

Her bright smile and her sparkling eyes made her face glow gracefully. Next to Sakura was a handsome young man with tall athletic figure and hazel eyes. He was also smiling brightly, looking so free and happy. They both posed in several positions. Most of their positions were hugging at each other intimately. It was obvious that they were so close and comfortable with each other companion.

She gave a faint smile and walked over, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor. “I’m surprised you came,” Sabrina said as she slid into the chair opposite Izzy, setting her leather clutch on the table. Izzy shrugged, keeping her expression neutral. “What do you want, Sabrina?” Sabrina let out a soft chuckle, leaning back in her chair. “Straight to the point. I suppose I shouldn’t expect anything less from you.” Izzy didn’t respond, her hands tightening slightly around her mug. She wasn’t here for games or polite conversation.

With a satisfied nod, I finalized my notes and grinned at Izan, overflowing with gratitude. “I’m delighted I could be of assistance,” Izan replied warmly, his smile a reflection of genuine satisfaction. He stood up gracefully, reaching over to grab his books from the other side of the table. As he settled back down, I couldn’t help but notice how close we were. The distance between us had shrunk to almost nothing, and my heart picked up its pace, doing its usual ballet.

Matteo walked toward me, planting a chaste kiss on my lips, instantly summoning a flutter of butterflies. "Okay, alright, this isn't a couples gathering; it's about friendship. Let's not turn it into something it's not. Merry Christmas, everyone. Now, take your seats," Izzy scolded us, adopting a tone that felt like she was reprimanding mischievous kids. "Aw, come on, let the kids be kids," Lucas chimed in with a mischievous grin. However, Izzy swiftly silenced him with a pointed glare, and we watched in amusement as he quickly cowered.