Why U So Serious Novels & Stories

I sat beside her and her lips pursued in this cute way whenever she's probably annoyed or nervous. Why do you look so serious? It's just a competition. It's not like we've never competed against each other before.' I said 'oh, really? For you it might be just a competition but for me, it's not. I can't afford not to win this.' she replied without looking at me. 'And what if you lose? Will you die? Of course not so....' She interrupted me before I could continue 'I don't know how to handle failure, Uthman. And since this competition doesn't mean that much to you, you can always back off.'

"What does it look like... Like I'm playing, right?" He quirked a brow, his lips curling in a tight sad line, "I know when you are serious and this face right now shows that you meant every word that left your lips but the issue is not about the seriousness but what do we do?" He demanded, his gaze boring into mine for an answer. I stamp my feet on the ground impatiently when rubbing my neck in frustration. I am starting to regret not claiming her right away, who cares about the mother fucking consequences?

They needed to have a serious talk. *****************************************

I said as he now looked at me with a serious face. "Shut up, will you?" Came his deep voice in a dead serious tone as I just nodded looking down. "Everything is my fault now." I murmured rolling my eyes while bhabhi just motioned me to shut my mouth. I looked at her with narrowed eyes when I heard Zee chuckling, right besides me. "What's so funny?" I asked him with the most annoyed voice. At this point everything is wrong in his system cause he doesn't laugh on funny things but laughs in utmost serious situations.

“This is serious. We have no idea what they’re planning, but it’s big, and it’s dangerous. We don’t have time for jokes.” I rubbed my temple, feeling the weight of her words pressing down on me. “I know, I know. Just trying to… you know, cope.” “I get it,” she said, softer now. “But I need you to take this seriously. We don’t know what they’re planning, and that’s what makes it so dangerous.” I sighed, my mood dropping. “I get it. No more jokes. I’ll be ready. Just… don’t let me do anything stupid when we get there.”

"W-Who—Winter." "Why do you look so serious, huh? By the way, my interview's already done. It was so fun." "Really? That's good to hear." he simply said. I looked at him suspiciously. "Hey, are you sick? Why do you look so gloomy today? Also, you haven't showed yourself to me for a few days now. Is there a problem?" "Let's go somewhere." "Huh? O-Okay."

Vivienne felt exasperated just listening to his shameless words that were neverending, "How come you never are serious?" "Babes, I am always serious. The problem is that you don't take me very seriously." "Who said that?" retorted Vivienne. "I can feel it," he argued. "Whenever I tell you about my feelings, you always have this nonchalant attitude. It's obvious that you don't wanna take my words seriously. Why are you so scared to believe that I'm telling the truth?"

"Good. Fear means we take it seriously." "I always take everything seriously. That is practically my defining flaw." "One of several," he said, and the gentle humor in it did exactly what it was meant to do.

Arman, leaning casually against the desk, regarded her with a faintly amused expression. “So,” he began, his tone flat, “this is how it’s going to be, huh?” Ayesha frowned, caught off guard. “What do you mean?” He shrugged. “The meeting. The forced smiles. The expectations. I’m sure you’re as thrilled about this as I am.” His bluntness surprised her. “If you’re not interested, why are you here?” “My parents insisted,” he replied, his voice tinged with irritation. “It’s not like I have much of a choice. Do you?”

Because of what he said, I want to laugh. Is he already insane? Why is he so irritated because I wounded myself with the knife? I produced a serious expression to demonstrate that I was not amused by what he said. I pretended it wasn’t a big deal and then joined in on his joke.