Weird Smile Novels & Stories

“Hey! Honey, just answer it!” Rui pouted and sassily rolled her eyes at her husband. “Should I smile at every person I meet? Won't I look like a weirdo?” “Ah?” “I mean, I was born with a resting-bitch-face. I can't do anything about this… I will smile and act friendly with the people I'm close to but with strangers? That's just weird, right?” Chase nodded his head in agreement. “Yeah, it is indeed weird… I understand your struggle, honey. People around me always say that I'm always frowning but I just don't have enough reasons to show a different expression."

Where is the fun without a little brain torture? “Well, since there is nothing to worry about anymore,” He then uttered as he recreated his former position earlier, which was resting his chin on his hand. “You crying in my arms that night is actually enough. I can also wait for another like that.” He smiled at my blank face, a soft one. Curse him! He mentioned that part without a freaking second thought but, Why is he smiling? It doesn’t fit with the mood. He should smirk, like fooling around, so I can disgustingly glare at him, but why a smile?

That arrogant one may have stupid behavior but her smile lights up the mood. Seeing her smile makes everyone forgot what tensions and stress they had. It may sound like she is some kind of witch or sorcerer and it may also sound like I'm overreacting, but seriously her smile is the cutest one, I thought only Martin has the cute smile but she has an even more beautiful one. It makes me forget every flaw she has.

We stayed in silence for a while as I smiled which had Mendy leeching around me like a vulture going for meat. “What is making my lady smile this morning?” I laughed. “Can’t I smile randomly again?” “Smiling doesn’t have a problem. It’s the randomness of the smile that is the problem.” I laughed. “You’re sick. So you’re telling me I can’t just smile on my own without you labeling it something.” “Oh my lady. Forgive me. It’s just the way you just smiled like that that is the issue. Besides, I know the only thing that can make a woman smile like that.”

“Now, who among us feels flustered?” He wiggled his brows in the same way I did earlier when I teased him. Because of an unfathomable feeling, I felt my lips move forward and swell into a pout. Jaxson is such a quirky person, and his grins are really out of this world. Because, even if he annoys you, you can't really get upset at this person, and it's strange that his smiles are even more contagious while you're trying to hold back your laugh to show him how annoyed you are.

I scratched my head with a nervous smile on my face. "Weirdo," she commented before bursting into a short-lived giggle.

But by the end of the third invitation by a second ranked official's wife, I couldn't keep my smile intact to my face. And after that, the jerk Reuben kept pocking me with his pointy elbows to smile some more every time my smile got constipated due to the ache in my stretched jaws, to which I had to painfully comply. Thus, my beautiful constipated smile turned more and more awkward, to the point where even awkwardness felt awkward (God! Did that even make sense?).

Make sure to dress nicely for our first ever dinner meeting. The smirking and kiss emoji after his text cringed me out so bad. Weirdo. What the hell is wrong with this man?

“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.”

Amber What kind of smile would I wear for my mugshot? I’d been asking myself that for the past thirty seconds ever since Evalie opened her little mouth and let a nuclear bomb drop on my sanity. Would it be a crazed, Joker-like grin? Teeth bared, eyes wide, insanity seeping through the cracks? Or maybe a dead-eyed smirk, cold and distant, the kind of smile you wear when your soul's been flattened by bullshit so often, it’s just muscle memory now.