Imagines

Family man -derek

Derek-
Y/n is at work so I'm home with our daughter Bri (brianna) she's In her room doing god knows what a fifteen year old girl does alone. Better not be sending no damn nudes to any boys. Not that, that's own my mind I should check on her I run up stairs to her room

"Bri what are you doing" I open her door "what in the hell is on your face Brianna Nicole"

"Makeup" she smiles innocently

"I thought I said no makeup until your 18"

"Well mom said I could"

"Yeah well I'm your father"

"I'm more scared of mom than I am you dad" she smiles

"I don't want you wearing makeup bri that's final" I try to say sternly

"Please daddy, all the girls wear it" she gives me those puppy dog eyes and just like her mother she knows how to get me to say yes

"God dammit bri, a certain amount only"

"Yay thank you daddy!" She screams and hugs me

"And just between us, I agree with you moms pretty damn scary ain't she?" She laughs

"Can I do your makeup?"

"Do what, hell no bri" again she gives me those puppy dog eyes and gets me to give in once more. She points me to sit at her desk and I do so, damn woman just like her mother

"Did mom ever do your makeup?"

"No. but she's painted my nails before" I frown

"Stop frowning dad, you'll have wrinkles"

"What do you know about wrinkles, in thirty nine bri it's natural to have damn wrinkles"

"Wow you're really young dad " she smiles "how old were you when you and mom met?"

"Uhm. Don't use this against us in the future, I was 24 she was 18"

"Holy shit dad that's pedophile like"

"Watch your damn mouth Brianna"

"You say it"

"I'm also an adult"

"You don't always act it"

"I'm gonna  to ground you"

"What why?!"

"You're back talking" she rolls her eyes so I flick her, she continues doing my damn makeup until   Her phone rings, I didn't want her to have a phone but not y/n fucking insisted she needed a phone.

"Hi mom" she answers, ahh speaking of the female devil "he's next to me why?" She has a worried look on her face "okay here, mom wants to talk to you"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you sound like your both in trouble? What'd you do?"

"Nothing babe I swear, except for miss little smart mouth over here is back talking"

"Oh she's fifteen Derek get used to it, what do you want for dinner and do not say whiskey and pizza or so god help us both"

"Damn chill ma, Buffalo Wild Wings I dunno why don't we just go eat when you get home"

"Fine, you two both better be ready" we hang up and bri looks at me with a disgusted look "what?" I laugh

"Ma?" She shivers "gross dad" I roll my eyes at her. She finishes the makeup

"I look like a god damn drag queen" she starts laughing

"Wow you are one sexy beast" she Laughs sarcastically why is she so much like her mother.