Playful Smile Novels & Stories

My mother in the sun. "Yes," I say. "It could." Paz smiles. Not the disciplined managed smile of someone who has been angry for a long time and is careful with hope. A real one. Which you don't have to look twice to recognize. The smile of someone who has finally found the shape of the thing she has been building toward. And my daughter, across the apartment in Elena's arms, makes the sound. The one that is almost the word. And then it is the word. Again.

Grace. "Laugh more often. I like seeing your smile. It's very sweet," said Grace, smiling meaningfully. Without realizing it, she was really paying attention to Yogie earlier. The woman never thought that behind Yogie's cold face there was hidden a unique smile that was so sweet. Gummy smiles. Isn't that as cute as its nickname? Hearing this praise, Yogie couldn't help but smile shyly. Not only did she succeed in making Yogie laugh, Grace also succeeded in making the man awkward, causing a blush to spread across his cheeks.

He smiled sheepishly, doing things and leaving dangerous thoughts in my mind again. "I'm sorry." His smile widened. "And that too." Oh God, I was embarrassing the shit out of myself. I couldn't understand why I can't get my shit together in his presence. "I'll shut up now." His smile had rubbed off on me and I found myself smiling too. He had an infectious smile when he was being all teasing and playful. It was one of the things I liked about him. "Yeah, we should do that." He pulled out his cellphone, scrolling through it before looking up at me. "A minute please."

She playfully nudged the back of Smiley’s head with her finger, prompting him to give a little bow. Jade shot Helma a sharp look, but her face transformed into a radiant smile when she turned to Smiley. "Hey, be gentle with our little Smiley. He's only six months old!" Cradling Smiley in her arms, Jade lounged on the couch, the picture of contentment, and passed a colorful toy into the baby's eager hands. Helma, sitting close by, rested her cheek in her hand, her gaze fixed on Smiley. Smiley, engrossed in his new toy, had big, round eyes that darted about curiously, framed by lashes as fluffy as dandelion fluff.

Jacob walked behind me, his own eyes cast down, thinking about what lay beneath the mystery of my smile. Smiling gently, lips in a sweet curve, I walked alongside Jacob. My smile was the slow and deliberate kind, a slow smile spreading across my face like a sunrise sweeps across the sky. But Jacob had no idea why I smiled; the satisfaction and control I felt surged through my veins. He looked at me, seeking my eyes for an answer, but I simply continued smiling back in amusement with a glint in my eyes, savoring the moment.

Sonia smiled and touched his handsome face. "Although you seldom smile, I know what things make you smile." "Really?" He raised his thick eyebrows. "Tell me." "When you tease someone, you smile. When you play a trick on someone, you smile. When you make a fool of someone, you smile an evil smile. When you are unhappy, you sneer coldly with your mouth closed, and..." She trailed off and her eyelids flickered. When he looked at her like this, he smiled. His smile was real and very gentle.

she said, a genuine smile breaking through—not the usual robotic version I’d grown accustomed to. It was the kind of smile that lit up her entire face and sent a thrill through me, making it clear that, beneath the surface, there was a playful spark just waiting to ignite. I stood from my chair, a playful determination lighting up my eyes. "Oh, I'll do anything to get you to go out with me, baby," I declared, leaning in just a little closer, my tone teasing yet earnest, hoping to bridge the gap between us with a mix of charm and vulnerability that would win her over.

The woman's white skin was full of healthy pink color. Her eyes were bright, and the corners of her mouth were raised. Her smile was a little playful, and there was no pressure at all. Looking at her mother, Little Pearl also raised her fleshy little hand to hold her little face. "Mo..." The little fellow successfully amused the two of them. She did not know why they laughed, but she giggled with them. Her watery eyes curved and she looked very likable.

I raised my thumbs up and smiled. “So do you.” I could only nod at his words, packing my hair into a high ponytail. “You're so beautiful.” He blurted out, staring at me intently. “You're kinda cute.” We both laughed at that and I stretched out my hand and he kissed the back of it. Meanwhile, Hailey played with her favorite toy and smiled. She was also smiling, and playing or crying for something. But she was so happy and I love hearing people that she was a happy baby.

Her smile got him on nerves. Edric often saw men sending Irene home in the past, but he had never seen her with such a high-spirited smile. What on earth happened? Why was she so happy? "Irene, you look gorgeous when you smile. Remember to smile more often in the future!" Jordan stared at Irene's beautiful face and praised. This was Irene's true color. What he wanted was such a woman, beautiful, not just purely gullible. Thinking that he could face such a stunning smile every day in the future, Jordan was on cloud nine. "That depends on your performance. If I'm not happy, how can I smile?" Irene chuckled. "I will make you happy," Jordan promised.