Smile In Dark Novels & Stories

I never said I was, well of course I was trying to act funny but I didn't say I was funny. " You should...keep smiling with your teeth out, it suits you." Slowly I jammed my lips together and brought down my hand. A small obvious blush decided to heat up my cheeks and I couldn't help but bury my smiling face in my palm. I would just take that like a true compliment even though I knew he actually didn't mean it. Looking up at him, the smile on his face remained unchanged for a moment until he decided to change it. His face went back to being expressionless. A cold look flashed through his eyes and his aura suddenly changed from charming to dark.

While I smile like stupid. . .

"The real one." "You cannot see my face," I said. "It is dark." "I do not need to see your face," he said. "The bond tells me." I stayed smiling for a moment longer than I might have otherwise, deliberately, knowing he was receiving it through the bond and finding that I wanted him to receive it. This specific thing. This real and unmanaged smile in the dark on a morning that had nothing required of it. Outside the window the sky was going from black to the grey that preceded dawn.

His smirk was pure sin, dark and dangerous. "That's my girl."

He grabbed some mouthwash and gargled quickly, erasing any trace of his suffering. Once he confirmed he looked somewhat normal, he forced a smile at the mirror, pretending nothing had happened. He wiped his mouth and slowly opened the door. Roxane immediately looked at him from her seat, still holding a mango slice. “You took so long… are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, eyebrow raised. “Ah—yeah, honey… look, I’m super fresh,” Dark replied, pretending to be relaxed even though his stomach was still swirling. Roxane had no clue that behind that smile was a silent vow Dark made to himself: I’m never eating mango with shrimp paste again… even if she forces me to.

“ETHAAAAAAAAN!” He smiles. A soft, tiny, beautifully smug smile. And I know. I KNOW. I’m doomed. Completely. Utterly. Hopelessly doomed.

We might as well be toddlers sticking our tongues out at each other. Then Dorian smiles. "This is going to be a great fucking photo." Shit.

I smiled. The End

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you? I can never tell when you do that? Why don’t you smile or something?” Why don’t you smile. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’d heart this question. I gave him the answer I always did. “I don’t smile.” Simple and short. “But you do.” I looked at him. “Excuse me?” “You do smile. When you’re stepping on the skulls of your enemies. It’s a scary sort of smile.” I shrugged. “Guess that’s the only thing that brings me joy.”

Sly raised his hand, eyes sparkled and nostrils flared in excitement. “You also can bring our SQE. I’ll give y’all a special pass. With that pass, you can pretty much roam anywhere.” The bait was almost getting captured by her desired fish. “Is it okay?” Smile was quite skeptical to let any other members play inside this unknown territory. Shadow laughed as if she understood his mind. “What are you afraid of?” The inquiry punched Smile into his guts. It was, by any means, a mocking. Her intonation and playful expression gave away the intention.