Jotaro Laugh Novels & Stories

He revels in it, his laughter echoin' through the room, fillin' the space with a twisted sense of joy. “Ya an asshole,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say, feelin' the weight of the situation pressin' down on me. “Oh, I’m hurt!” Joker exclaims, his hand flyin' up to his heart in mock agony. “Ouch,” he adds with an exaggerated pout, clearly enjoyin' every second of this. I roll my eyes at his theatrics. “I might need to tell my daughter ya bad for 'er,” he laughs.

Fucking Darth Vader. And then it registers and I didn’t realize I was laughing until I looked around the room and saw Lucien, Leon, and Alora’s jaws on the floor. Ricardo is smirking but trying to cover it with his hand. And Tobias has his arms crossed across his chest still smiling like a fat rat in a cheese factory…

“And I really do not hate you.” “I know that too.” “Then why do you always look so annoyed around me?” That earned the faintest smile from Lucas again. “This is just my face.” Jordy laughed despite himself. “No way.” “It is.” “You always look like someone forced you to exist.” Lucas surprisingly let out a quiet laugh at that. It caught Jordy off guard immediately. “There!” Jordy pointed dramatically. “You laughed again.” Lucas shook his head slightly, looking away like he regretted reacting.

His eyes snap to mine immediately, his jaw getting tight after being caught. “What’s not to like?” I counter, holding my arm out of the cart. “The view is breathtaking and one of a kind. The weather is beautiful. It’s relaxing. Maybe I need to take up golf as a hobby.” This makes him laugh. I’m learning to love the sound of his laugh—the real one. He has a sarcastic one he uses often, but this real one, the one that rumbles deep in his chest…it’s kind of sexy. Can you find a man’s laugh sexy without finding him sexy?

The three of them freeze, staring at me like I've done something miraculous. "What?" I ask. "You laughed," Alvaro says softly. "Like, really laughed. I don't think I've heard you laugh before." "That's not true—" "It is," Javier confirms. "You smile sometimes. But that was different." The weight of their attention makes me self-conscious. I duck my head, pretending to focus on my textbook again. "Do it again," Alvaro demands. "You can't just order someone to laugh." "Watch me. Laugh." "That's not how it works."

He raised a brow at him. “Desperately in love with me.” My eyes widened as Mr Leota nudged him slightly, a grin on his face. “That would be God’s greatest punishment upon me.” Was Ryan’s only reply and Mr. Leota laughed, louder than I’d ever seen him… I never thought anyone could bring out this side of him, and so easily at that. “Your sense of humor is as sharp as ever, old man.” He smiled, and I felt like a total outsider in thier conversation.

When Jarius noticed the change in her emotion, he laughed a little. "Bruh, what's funny?" Eva asked with her angry eyebrows, but Jarius continued to laugh more. It made Eva more anxious. "You look like a cat begging for her master to bring her with him!" Jarius replied while holding his stomach, laughing out as loud as he could.

Landon ask shocked and look at Jarek laughing. "And you are just standing there laughing at my possible and I'm sure unavoidable pain? Where is the bro code, bro" Landon ask, pretending to be hurt. It is nice to be able to laugh and joke together again. He lost so much precious time voiding them and trying to keep his secret.

I explained anxiously. Shatra looked at me silently for while, then he burst out laughing , he laughed so hard while holding his tummy, and his laughing vibrated across the whole kitchen , I felt angry , I didn’t understand the essence of his laughter, I stormed to the changing room angrily while he laughed so hard as he said that his stomach hurt. He then followed behind me, when his cracking stopped . He called unto me as I changed to my working clothes. “Babes, Babes, I am so sorry for laughing at you, that was disrespectful of me ,” he said while obviously holding back his laughter , he snickered as he explained to me.

The day before the high school reunion, the queen bee who'd bullied me for three years suddenly posted a video in the group chat. In the video, my 220-pound high school self was locked inside a bathroom, with a piece of paper stuck to the back of my uniform that read: [No Food for Pigs] The group chat instantly erupted. [Holy shit, she's coming to the reunion?] [Do you think the hotel chairs can hold her?] [After all these years, she can't possibly still be so fat she won't even fit through the door, right?] Naomi White, the queen bee who'd led the bullying back then, tagged me. [Old friend, everyone wants to see you. You have to come to the reunion this time.] Soon, someone started