Novel & Cerita The Joker Why So Serious

He looks at me, “You are an Alpha.” I narrow my eyes, watching him wave his arms wildly as he speaks. I have only known him a few days, but that is more than enough to know that this burst of emotion is not characteristic. Still, I don’t much appreciate having my attempts at friendship and civility tossed back in my face like so much dirty bathwater. “Do you want to know how I define serious?” I say in a low, angry voice, “Serious is a man who tells his son he will never be a real Alpha. Serious is a young man with no place to go. Serious is not an overturned vase and a wet floor.”

he demands, his tone leavin' no room for negotiation. “A week?” I raise an eyebrow, he's crazy. “Yeah, I’m bein' nice and givin' ya a week. Don’t push it,” he warns, his voice a mix of mockery and genuine threat. I groan, noddin' in reluctant agreement. “I thought I missed ya, but now I’m seriously debatin' that.” We both laugh, the tension easing completly, and for a moment, it’s almost like old times. But underneath the banter, I know the truth—Joker’s always been hard work, and nothing’s changed. And he won't hesitate for a moment before killin' me.

Lizabeth "What?" I looked carefully but he didn't look like he was joking at all, he looked very serious but I knew he was a deformed wolf. Everyone Knew he didn't have a scent so there was no way he could find his mate. "Joker, that's what you are. City clown." I pulled my hand from his grip and he freed me. "So you think if you play the mate card on me I'll continue to be your puppet yh? Oh I get it now." It hit me.

I say after a long while, trying my best to speak through my laughing fit. His dark gaze falls on me, examining me with boundless curiosity. He has his hands under his chin, appearing to be in a pensive mood. Eventually, I stop laughing like a mad man as the seriousness of the situation sets in. Realization hits me hard. He isn't joking. He is deadly serious. “You can't be serious.” I mumble under my breath, too afraid to raise my voice. His arched brow lets me know that he is enjoying this. Of course he is.

"If you keep teasing me, I dare you... I am not going to talk with you even if you expose your naked body." I just laugh at him, scratching my head when seeing him defensive. He's really cute. "Fine but I notice that you are different from JM." "What do you mean?" He asks. "He's very serious in many ways and I can't make even a joke when I'm with him. He's just going to punish me." "What can I say, he's a serious man." "I know. Wait what is his name?" He hums, caressing his chin with his fingers as if he's thinking and to the fact that he knows his husband well.

“Jay. Don’t you dare laugh. I’m being serious.” “I know, I know,” I wheezed, still holding back a grin. “It’s just you have no idea how funny you look right now, like your brain’s trying to reboot itself.” But under the humor, my chest hurt. Because I didn’t have an answer. Not a real one. Not one that would make sense to him or to me.

I had been lowering my head to avoid Soren's gaze, but he tried to meet me exactly by looking down at me. I couldn't avoid him. I feigned calmness and decided to play the fool. "I was just telling a joke, man. Why so serious?" "But I wasn't joking. This is why you've been revoked the right to joke about it. Equivalent exchange," he replied patiently, as though he hadn't just said the most absurd thing. "It's your turn to introduce yourself now."

It was just a small laugh that slipped out before I could stop it. “You’re serious?” “Yes.” I shook my head, still smiling. “That’s actually funny.” “It’s not a joke.” That made it worse. I tried to stop laughing. I really did. I pressed my lips together and looked away for a second, but something about the way he said it , so calm, so sure, like he’d just stated the weather made it impossible. “I don’t understand why you’re laughing,” he said, watching me now with that serious look that wasn’t helping at all.

I literally had things to do with myself. "Stop with the joke. I don't have time for this." I rebuked his talk immediately. He made a serious face. "But I'm not joking. I'm being serious right now. I have my reasons for it. Listen to me first. Please." He uttered. And, I could tell from his facial expression that he was dead serious. But if that was the case, he was obviously crazy. Live with him? Leave my family? What was he even saying?

looks like she must have been so scared to offend someone so rich. This forces me to laugh out loud as I return my phone to my pocket and wave at both of them. "All right, it's okay, guys. Chill a little bit and live up. I'm just joking." I say and watch as the lady turns to me with fury on her face. "You deserve an endless sea of punches for that, do you know?" she asks, but I shrug. " What can I say? It's part of my mini traits. I am in Joker by profession."