Sunshine And Grumpy Trope Novels & Stories

I answered him with a smile. He then clicked his tongue and all of a sudden, his face darkened. “I already did and it does not do me good,” he coldly muttered. I was caught off guard by what I heard and got curious about what happened to him. Is that the reason why he’s always grumpy and gloomy? Does someone hurt him? I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the mass was about to end. "Let's give each other the sign of peace. . ."

The strained smile on his face didn't really carry any warmth even when it was illuminated by the orange glow of the lights. Leon sneered, "Who's that? We just broke up a few days ago, and you've already found someone new?" The tender moment from earlier vanished without a trace, and my good mood soured. My expression darkened as I snapped, "That's none of your business!" I turned to leave. Though I was flippant toward him, Leon softened his tone and attitude. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed my hand. Then, he leaned against my shoulder like before, acting spoiled.

I said frowning " to eve" ‎His lips turned into a slow smile, I didn't notice how different his smile was, how much colder his lips turned into, unlike his usual ray of sunlight beam. ‎ ‎"You have had a lot to drink" he said. ‎" probably" I admitted and took another sip anyways. ‎ ‎" you look so miserable " he continued. ‎ ‎"Do I ?" I asked. ‎ ‎" very". ‎ ‎I laughed softly " good".

At least I will have James by my side. The next few days pass like a blur, but gradually, Mr Grumpy starts to get stronger. By now he is able to walk on his own, albeit slowly around the house. We fall into a new normal, with very little talking. Mostly, I stay out of his way and spend my time outside. I don’t venture too far, but with my sharpened stick, I try to find a way out of this place. The sun is already setting when I return to the cottage, disappointed, sweaty and frustrated. I halt in my steps when I see Grumpy standing by the door, a deep frown on his face, his body on high alert.

"In fact, get out of my bed and be on your way already! You've gotten what you wanted, so be gone!" He laughs, but I'm not joking. I pull the blanket off his body, but the bastard doesn't budge. I grab his foot, intending to drag him off, but he reaches and pulls me to fall against his body, and then he fastens his hands around me. "Oh, look at you. Don't you know being this grumpy will give you wrinkles?" He pouts, and all I want to do is to bite his lip off. "I'm sorry." He suddenly murmurs out of the blue.

“You know, Ruby, we learned a joke yesterday. Want to hear it?” I nod eagerly, intrigued by the joke that has captured their attention. “Alright,” Ethan begins, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Why don’t grumpy people like corn on the cob?” Playing along, I pretend to ponder the question. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Why don’t they?” “Because they think it’s ‘a-maize-ing’ that anyone could be happy!” Ethan bursts into laughter, and soon, the infectious giggles spread throughout the room.

Jeremy slowly shook his head as a smile spreads across his face, "You're doing it again. How do you do that? How does so much happiness flow from you after everything you just told me?" Jacob let out a breath, His smile widens as he tilts his head and his pink hair falls forward. "I already told you, because I'm a ray of sunshine!" Jacob said, his smile was so big, even his eyes seemed to smile. His smile and happiness was contagious, and a big beautiful smile spreads across Jeremy's face as he shook his head.

Vector and his grumpy face had always shared an intimate relationship, both trying to shoo everyone away, both wanting to be left alone with their grumpiness. Not me though. They couldn’t keep me away. Because his front to intimidate every fucking one had only attracted me more. I don’t even know why. Maybe it’s because I had lived enough lies in my life to see right through him, or maybe I was just looking for a way to piss him off because it seemed kind of fun. I mean, wouldn’t you want to mess with someone as grumpy and zombie-faced as him? No? Well, I guess I was made differently.

“I remember I haven’t told you thank you for saving me, so… thank you.” “Yes, you were too busy throwing accusations at me, but you’re welcome.” Feeling awkward, I gave him a small smile. Of course, he returned it with a scowl. I rolled my eyes. “Why are you always angry?” I asked. “I’m not angry. I just get frustrated dealing with idiots.” Lunara, can you kill Rohan already? “Okay, Mr. Grumpy, but it won’t hurt you to smile once in a while,” I said. “Like a genuine smile.”

I catch myself when Grumpy clears his throat. My cheeks heat as I look away. "I mean..." I can't explain it but Grumpy doesn't fit here. He seems more of an action movie persona but this garden gives off a slice-of-life drama. "I can't explain." As if on cue, raindrops kiss my bare arm before a drizzle begins to fall around us. Grumpy places a hand over my head and leads me towards a tree shelter with a bench beneath it. The attempt to shield me from the rain is a futile one, but it's a sweet gesture.