5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

Your Daughter is Dating

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Luke: You watched as your husband, Luke, pressed his ear against your seventeen year old daughter, Naomi's, door. She giggled loudly and Luke huffed. "She's talking to a boy, y/n." You nodded and smoothed your hands over his broad shoulders. "Babe, we were young once, too. We used to stay up until two in the morning talking on the phone when were teens. Why is this any different?" You said, smiling up at him. Luke looked at you in disbelief. "This is different, because she is my daughter and she's talking to a boy late at night. Next thing you know she's going to be going on dates at night, too." You sighed and removed your hands from his shoulders. "She's seventeen. I think she can go on a date, Luke." He opened his mouth to respond, but suddenly cutt off when he realized he couldn't hear Naomi giggling anymore. "Naomi?" He called, lightly tapping his knuckles against the door. When she didn't respond, Luke burst into her room and gasped. You walked in to find the window wide open and a ladder propped up against it. You turned to Luke. "She snuck out," Luke whispered quietly, before shoving the ladder away from the house and locking the window from the inside. Then he went downstairs and locked the door. "Luke, Babe, what the hell are you doing? She won't be able to get back in," You called down the stairs. Luke jogged up to you. "I know. I'm teaching her a lesson. Next time she'll think twice before sneaking out." He kissed you on the cheek. "And now since there's no kids in the house, because Aidan's at a sleepover, we can have some alone time."

Michael: "Mom, Dad, Charlie, this is my boyfriend, Dennis," Your sixteen year old daughter, Peyton, announced to the room, smiling proudly as a boy clad in a leather jacket and skinny jeans stood next to her, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Your husband and your eight year old son's heads both snapped up instantly and you watched as Dennis gulped, clearly uncomfortable under their gazes. "Uh, hiya, folks," he said, running a hand through his dark brown hair nervously. You grinned and stood up to hug him, winking at your daughter from over his shoulder, because, clearly, she scored a babe. "Hi, Dennis. Why don't you stay for dinner?" You asked, trying to break your husband and son out of the trances they were in. Charlie broke out first, grunting loudly. "You're dating my sister?" He asked. Dennis and Peyton nodded, grinning at each other with large heart eyes. "You can't do that," Charlie said after a moment of thought, looking slightly outraged at the idea that his sister could possibly be dating someone, and Michael nodded shakily from the other side of the coach. He stood up and stepped in front of Dennis, frowning in a way that only a father can manage. He rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet before taking a deep breath. "Yeah, buddy. I'm sorry, but Peyton is only sixteen, and she will not be dating for a while." And then almost as an afterthought he added on, "And I really don't think you should stay for dinner.

Calum: Calum bounced excitedly on around the kitchen, watching as you cooked dinner. "I'm really excited, y/n." He announced, stopping to stare at you seriously and you giggled, nodding your head. "I know. It's the only thing you've said all day." Calum grinned and began bopping around again, shaking his butt as he went. "It's just ... it's been such a long time since the band all got back together after we all got married and started families," Calum said, gripping onto your hips, shoving his face into the crook of your neck. You nodded and the doorbell rang. Your nine year old twin boys, Jake and Chris, ran out to answer the door, yelling excitedly when they saw Luke's son, Aidan (12), Michael's son, Charlie (8) and Ashton's son, Matt (16). When your fifteen year old daughter, Rachel, ran forward to hug Matt, you felt Calum physically flinch, still not used to the idea that Rachel could be dating someone. After greeting everyone, you all settled down at the dinner table and Calum glanced toward Matt. "So, Matt, what do you want to do with your life? You got a job? Where are you planning on going for college? Will you be able to support my daughter? What are your true intentions?" Rachel groaned and hid her face behind her hands as Naomi, Luke's daughter, rubbed her back and scowled at Calum. Then Jake yelled out, "If Rachel gets to date Matt then I want to date Michael's daughter, Peyton!"

Ashton:

It was Ashton's idea to take the kids out to the carnival when your daughter, Corinne, visited for the weekend from college. You giggled as Ashton fed you cotton candy and Matt walked ahead of you with Calum's daughter, Rachel, the two of them laughing loudly. Corinne, who was walked next to the two of you, frowned. "You guys are like teenagers," She said, twisting her blonde hair around her finger. Ashton shrugged his shoulders. "Why? Because we're in love and we don't care who knows?" He said, gazing into your eyes with a grin. Corinne opened her mouth to respond, but broke off with a smile, looking over Ashton's right shoulder. "Mommy, Daddy, this is Landon, my boyfriend," She giggled, grabbing at a boy who had just walked up. He bumped his shoulder into hers and grinned before turning to you and Ashton sticking out his hand. "It's real nice to meet, ya'll," He said, shaking Ashton's hand. Corinne giggled again and kissed his cheek. Ashton looked at her in disbelief. "Corinne, you're acting like a little kid with a crush," He whispered, glaring at Landon. Corinne shrugged at him. "Why? Because I'm in love and I don't care who knows?" She said, before grabbing Landon's hand and skipping off.