Mha Laughs Novels & Stories

The laugh cut off instantly. I frowned, leaning forward on the sofa. Glitch, I told myself. Just a compressed audio error. I unpaused it. The movie continued, but the laughter returned a few seconds later, layered underneath the dialogue. It was mocking, a rhythmic he-he-he that seemed to pulse with a life of its own.

Hyun-ki started laughing and then he answered her by saying, “From where did you think I bring all this money to pay my living expenses and buy what I want” Mun-hee started laughing at that moment and then Mi-cha turned toward him and asked him what is funny about this while her face is expressing some kind of angriness, when Mun-hee saw her face he stopped laughing and said “sorry” with a low scared tune, Hyun-ki started laughing and told her, “Why are you all making these kinds of reactions it’s not like I am in some bad shit, I am only a CEO of a company that’s all”

I said. A smile pulled onto his beautiful face and in no time, he was laughing as if heard the funnier joke. “Bas...Mr. Merrick, I am serious.” “No doubt you are..” He said through his laugh. The bossy Cillian is gone and is replaced with my Bash. “What’s so funny?” Dahlia, who had just entered asked us. “Nothing. It’s just Hana has got some funny ways to deal with crisis.” Dhalia’s eyes widened and she looked at me with What- the- hell- did- you- do- this- -time- face.

Leah frowned. "…How?" Mia turned her head slowly to look at her, grin returning. "That," she said, "is the fun part." Leah stared at her. Then, very flatly, "That doesn't answer anything." Mia just laughed again, leaning back against the grass like she had all the time in the world.

I stammered. And then Mason laughed. He actually laughed—out loud. His shoulders shook, and his eyes glinted. For the first time ever, I saw Sir Mason laugh. I nearly tripped on my way out of the room. He winked...and then he laughed. Mr. Mason laughed. Or am I hallucinating? I splashed water on my face, looking up in the bathroom mirror, my cheeks were flushed red. "Stop it, Mia. Don’t be foolish" I whispered to myself, fighting every urge to giggle as I exhaled, walking back to the living room.

Zain said casually as if he just did not do something stupid. Varun burst out laughing and everyone at the table looked at him. "Shit. Sorry" Varun said while controlling his laugh but could not and looking at him even Zain burst out laughing making me roll my eyes. How come these creatures are my friends? I asked myself looking at them who were laughing like hyenas. "Are you two okay?" I heard sweet voice coming from Corgi and I looked at her who was looking concerned staring at my best friends. "Oh, they are completely fine, it's just that normal people get panic attacks and these two get Laughing attacks" Aarav said waving his hand as if it's not a big deal and this time the whole table b

Janet breaks into a smile when she sees me, I gets up but quickly falls back on the couch. I wince for her inwardly... What did they do to her? Did they break her legs? "Luna!" She greets and bows... rubbing her right leg like she's trying to numb the pain she's feeling. Micah suddenly bursts into a fit of laughter.. he points at Janet and laughs even harder. We all stare at him wondering why he's laughing... Soon, we saw him rolling on the floor. Holding his stomach as he laughs. I clear my throat loudly and he stops laughing at once.

Maya hadn’t laughed that hard in months. Not the fake kind she gave when someone cracked a joke in class. Not the polite one she used when Kennedy teased her. This laugh was real—loud and unfiltered—as she collapsed on the grass beside Zane behind the bleachers. “You—you actually told Coach Hamilton his mustache looked like a dead squirrel?” she gasped between giggles. Zane grinned, his head tilted back against the bleacher frame, eyes squinting against the sunlight. “I didn’t mean to! It just came out mid-sneeze.”

It was a guttural, belly-deep release, the kind of laugh that comes only when absurdity has transcended all expectation. It must be a good joke, I thought, tears of unexpected hilarity pricking the corners of my eyes. The best entertainment I’ve had in months, if not years. I was wiping a tear away with a silk napkin when I looked up and saw their faces. Eric was staring down at his plate again, his shoulders bunched high with tension. Mia, the Redhead, wasn’t laughing. Her copper mane was utterly still, and she was trading nervous, confused glances with Eric, her expression a clear question: What’s so funny?

Then he threw his head back and laughed. Not a polite laugh. Not a restrained one. A full, unapologetic belly laugh. The sound echoed through the room, sharp and humiliating, and I had to bite my lip to keep from smiling. Miranda’s face flushed red so fast it was almost impressive. If this were a cartoon, steam would’ve been shooting from her ears. “What’s so funny?” she snapped, her voice cutting. “You,” Max said easily, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. “Who else?”