I dare you.
I dare you to find G Callen laughing.
His undercover aliases may be free to laugh, but, for some reason, Callen, as himself, chooses not to.
Yes, he has other means of showing amusement.
There’s The Smirk. (Oh, Team Callen loves The Smirk. And, yes. The Smirk gets capitalized, because it’s like its own thing. So quirky and hott, The Smirk is. Maybe one day The Smirk will get its own post. Should we vote on that?)
Then, there’s the disbelieving scoff. The one that happens with an exhale of disgusted air and a turning of the head to the side. Yeah, that’s the one.
There’s also a quiet snort.
A simple “Ha!” (Usually to prove a point.)
A raised eyebrow.
And, my favorite: the sparkling, blue eyes that tease on top of a straight poker face, showing an inward amusement that can only be contained by Callen, himself. (You know the look.)
To my knowledge, the only true laugh that has come from Special Agent Callen was due to Hetty telling Sam she was getting him home in time for Christmas and Sam proceeding to jubilantly pick up Ms. Henrietta Lange. All masterful, petite, graceful, enigmatic four feet of her.
G laughed.
And that? That reaction was a real, genuine, G Callen laugh.
Besides that? Nada.
Prove me wrong.
Or, tell me why you think he doesn’t laugh.
#CallenLaugh















