Nico Robin Smile Novels & Stories

Nico's face was plastered with a smile. Lucas recomposed his stunning face and looked at Nico faintly. "I'll never accept you as my disciple. Please get up."

Nico joked, though a hint of his usual edge remained. I let out a hard chuckle, fighting back the moisture forming at the edges of my eyelids. I successfully sniffled the emotion back before turning to face the others. “Okay, okay. Enough with the heartwarming party. Can I get my own hug, and a kiss too?” Nico's eyes smoldered. I nodded, leaning into him and taking his fragrance into my lungs. The scent sent my stomach swirling, but I didn't let any of that show. I stood on tiptoes and pressed a light kiss to his cheek before pulling back.

His voice carried more amusement than irritation despite the words. Darren gasped dramatically. “As many times as it deserves.” He straightened just enough to throw his hands into the air. “You should’ve seen your face when she sent it to him.” He laughed out again. “You looked constipated,” he continued to laugh and make his little ghost faces. Darren grinned. “And it was glorious.” A faint smile tugged at the corner of Nico’s mouth despite his best efforts to hide it. “I hate all of you.” “You’ll survive.” Darren waved him off. “I believe in you.” He continued to make the little ghost face as he booed at everyone.

To prepare me for life in the Moretti underworld, my boyfriend, Adrian Moretti, had his childhood friend, Chloe Marino, arrange a robbery drill for me every month. At first, they only stole my phone. Then came a knife in a parking garage, followed by someone tailing me late at night. Once I even opened my eyes in the middle of the night to find a masked man sitting on the edge of my bed with a gun pressed to my forehead. Afterward, Adrian told me, "Evelyn, if this is enough to scare you, you're only going to hold me back." Today was the twelfth time. A bullet grazed my ear and buried itself in the wall. Blood ran down the side of my face. I fell to the ground while Chloe stood at the curb, l

Perfect. “Aha. Found them.” I turn to him, smiling. “These suit her routine. Comfortable but still stylish.” Nico studies them for a moment. Then, his lips curve into a smile. A real smile. Not the usual smirk, not the dark, mocking curl of his mouth. A warm one. I’ll give a million dollars just to have him smile this way around me all the time. “These are beautiful,” he says, taking the flats from me, inspecting them closely. His smile widens a little, soft and genuine. When he lifts his gaze, his eyes meet mine. “She’ll love them. Thank you. Really.”

"The logic was never clear." I laughed, He goes quiet for just a second. "There it is," he says. I look at him. "What?" "That smile." His eyes are steady. I roll my eyes. But I am still smiling. And the thing about that is that I know he knows. He knows the difference between the smile I perform and the one that comes out when I have stopped being careful for a moment. He has apparently been cataloguing both and has just told me so with the particular directness of Nico who does not make observations he is not prepared to follow through on.

I reached up and gently caressed his face. “It was beautiful nevertheless,” I said. “I’m glad I got to hear it. Will you play it again sometime?” “Of course,” Nico gave me a small smile. “So…we are good, right?” “Yeah,” I nod. “We’re good.” “Then can I show you a surprise I had for you?” he said, looking tad nervous. “It’s not something too fancy and out there like that bastard’s but I feel you will like it.” “You really can’t stop, can you?” I grumbled. “Why do you have to bring Maximus into every conversation?”

“You know I only downloaded I*******m again to check that guy’s tattoo design…” Lucas turned. Slowly. Dangerously. “The guy who keeps liking your selfies and calling you pretty boy in your DMs?” Nico blinked. “He said I had good bone structure.” Lucas cocked a brow. “And that made you smile like a teenager with a crush?” “I always smile like that.” “Not at me.” That one hit. Nico’s bottom lip wobbled, just slightly. “Lucas…” But Lucas turned away again, folding shirts methodically, muscles in his back tensing under the soft stretch of his white tee. Silent. Cold.

she signs with a very cheerful smile. She is so bright and bubbly I can’t help smile back. She bounces up and down taking my smile for a yes which is not what I meant by it, but now I can’t say no. Both Nico and Jackson are staring at me while glancing at each other as if they are having a mental conversation. Jackson elbows Nico as if they got caught talking about something they shouldn’t have. “Hi it’s nice to meet you,” signs Nico. He comes closer to shake my hand, but I am hesitant to shake his hand. He scrunches his nose and gets closer causing me to flinch. He has a look of concern on his face as he looks at me.

I watched Robin’s lips turn up and I can’t imagine that he chose not to smile at me but at Robin, just last night he was giving me the cold shoulders and was only talking and smiling at his mother. “I am glad to meet you again, when did you arrive?” Hinn asked Robin as they both shook hands. “Just yesterday,” Robin responded and I figured out that they must have been friends before now, so maybe my judgment was wrong. Robin only smiles at his mother and Hinn, who was his long time friend, so I may not be the only one he hates. “You didn’t tell your buddy…” Hinn frowned and Robin shook his head. “I wanted to surprise you.” “Way to go,” Hinn flashed a charming smile that also lit up my face. H