Ashton Irwin Imagines

DDM - Romphim

This one's inspired by the recent romphim trend in male clothing.

(If you don't know what that is, it's a romper-for-him aka romphim)

Ashton:  
"No." Your father shook his head as soon as he saw what you were wearing.

You stopped, midway down the stairs and sighed, "but Dad-"

"Nooooo. That is too short," he said sternly from his place beside the door.

Of course this drew the attention of your other two "Uncles" Calum and Michael, who had been chatting quietly. Both of their eyes turned to you in concern but quickly softened.

"It's really not that bad, her entire butt is covered, and so is the top of her thighs," Michael reasoned, earning himself a sharp glare.

"Who's side are you on?" Ashton hissed.

Michael shrugged and looked away, and Calum sent you an apologetic glance, "maybe not on a date Y/N."

You groaned, of course they'd take his side and try and make you change. You were wearing something cute and trendy, that was practically forbidden in the Irwin household.

Luckily for you, that was the exact moment when Luke came wandering in from the kitchen, munching on a cookie.

"Uncle Luke, do you think this is too short?" You hoped, wished, prayed that your most fashion forward Uncle would be on your side, just this once. Y/D/N was really really cute, and you so wanted to impress them.

"Nice romper," he genuinely complimented you, "Y/D/N is going to love it."

"No they won't," Ashton interjected, "because she's changing."

"What? Why? What's wrong with the romper?" Luke protested, walking over to you and gesturing you down the stairs.

"It's short! And thin! Look at it!" Ashton frowned deeply in the kind of disappointed way only a father could.

"It looks good on her and the essentials are covered, you just don't understand what's in these days with clothes," Luke dismissed him with a wave of his hand. It felt good to have someone else arguing with your father for once. Maybe he could talk him into letting you actually go out wearing your romper.

"I do too," Ashton quickly caught himself getting sucked in, "but that's unimportant. We were talking about-"

"No no no no," Luke wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily, "we were talking about how out of touch you are. Don't you want to be knowledgeable for the fans? Or are you too old for that?" He asked innocently enough.

"I'm plenty knowledgeable." And that was the beginning of the end for Ashton.

You along with Michael and Calum watched Luke slowly trap the drummer in a web of self consciousness and a desire to be hip. It happened slowly and then all at once. One minute Luke was lecturing Ashton on dad-Shorts, and the next your father was being sent off to change into an outfit of Luke's choice.

"What. Just. Happened?" Calum shook his head and blinked a few times in shock.

"I have no idea," Michael chuckled.

You all looked over at Luke, who was smirking to himself, "what? I'm just helping."

You held your hand up for a high-five while Calum snorted loudly. You thought he was going to say something, when Ashton yelled down the stairs instead, "LUKE?!"

"JUST TRUST ME ON THIS!" The blonde winked in his bandmates general direction as your dad walked down the stairs.

Your jaw dropped when you saw him. "Holy Hell," you heard Michael let out a low whistle.

There, standing in a romper eerily similar to yours, was Ashton, looking rather shellshocked himself. "Where did you even get this?" You were rather shocked and maybe a little embarrassed as well. It was always the worst when someone's parent tried to be cool again.

Luke pretended to think, "from the store."

Ashton sighed loudly, "if this is what's trending in the fashion world I prefer to be unfashionable."

"Oh come onnnnn," Luke sauntered over and popped another button on Ashton's romphim, "this is a romphim! They're huge right now! And totally comfortable, it's almost like you can see why Y/N would want to wear one..."

"It does make your butt look good," Calum nodded.

Ashton craned himself around to look down at his butt, "it does?"

"Yeah, and the fabric looks breatheable," Michael too seemed a little impressed if not unsettled.

Ashton pinched then fabric between two fingers and rolled it, "it is rather soft and breathable."

You didn't say anything, no point in risking whatever approval you had accumulated.

"So is that a yes on Y/N then?" Luke seemed optimistic.

Ashton pursed his lips for a moment before speaking, "if you are willing to be seen in public with me wearing this then I'll let you wear it."

You didn't even have to consider it. You'd spent time with Michael, you were used to pointing and whispering.

"Done," you nodded.

"Great then, let's go," Ashton turned and opened the door.

"Go where?" You asked, popping only your head out.

"The mall should be plenty crowded by now. Maybe somewhere to eat? I'm starved," Ashton said thoughtfully.

"This is going to be one long afternoon."

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