"Smile, darn ya, smile!" I heard from the tv that was playing our holiday movie choice for tonight.
I looked over at my boyfriend, who, ironically, was smiling.
"Haha, did I tell you you would like Annie?" I tease.
"Yeah, yeah," he replied back, as I snuggled closer to him.
Each time there was a funny or cute part, I would look up at him, relieved to see a genuine smile for once.
Knowing that he could really smile made her happy. Not the silly little smile after a dumb joke or reference. A real smile showed who he was.