He Takes Your Daughter Bra Shopping

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Calum:

“Dad? What do you think about this?” Your daughter held up a navy blue bra with a lot of push up. “Absolutely not.” He said and crossed his arms while looking at her. “Why not?” She whined and stomped with her foot like she did when she was little. “Because I don’t want you to have all that push up stuff.” He said strictly and your daughter sighed. “Fine. What about this one then?” She held up another one, it was lime green and with barely any push up. “As long as you like the colour…” He smiled a little.

Michael:

“Ohh! What about this, this looks cool!” Michael announced and held up a bra with leopard pattern. Your daughter smirked a little. “I said I wanted a one color, not some patterned one, ‘kay?” She said and Michael nodded and kept looking for a good one, trying to help his daughter find one. A minute later he burst out again. “What about this?” He held up the same bra again. “Dad!” Your daughter giggled and Michael laughed too and kept on looking for another one.

Luke:

“So, um, how do you do this?” Luke asked awkwardly as he stood in the bra section of the shop with his daughter. “You pick one you like, try it on and buy it.” Your daughter explained like it was obvious. (Which it really was.) Luke nodded, still not convinced and decided to just follow instead of looking at all of the bras. “What about this?” She held up a pink lace bra. “Aren’t you a little young for that?” He tried and she rolled her eyes at him. “Whatever dad.”

Ashton:

“Why didn’t you bring your mother?” Ashton complained childishly and followed your daughter around the shop. “Well it just happened to be her idea that I’d bring you.” She smiled and Ashton raised an eyebrow. “Really?” He was hesitant but his daughter nodded. “Okay… I’m pretty sure she figured that I’d be complaining, so let’s make me not complain!” He suggested with a smile. “How?” Your daughter raised an eyebrow with a smile. “I’ll just have to stand this a little longer and try to help. At least this isn’t as bad as it was when I was helping Lauren pick or bras.” He said and giggled. “Tell me what happened!” Your daughter smiled curiously.

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