Forever Mine (Jastin)✔️

Epilogue (part 5)

Cailin & Drake : 16 years old.

Phoenix & Camila : 12 years old.

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Justin's POV (30 votes for the next chapter babes!🗣🗣)

"I'll just stay here and you go pick-"

"Dad? What are you saying? I can't do that yet, what if I pick the wrong size of my bra and my boobs start falling out. I'm not trained for those kind of stuff yet." I sigh in refusal walking inside of Victoria's Secret.

"Come on daddy, you know you want to be in here." I laugh in fakeness.

"I really don't." She shrugs walking towards the bra section. Just a couple of hours before she was whining about not having enough bras, she told me she only had three and the two others were in the wash. I saw that I wasn't busy with anything and Jason was also with the others having a Subway. Me and Cailin both hated Subway so we decided to stay home instead. After an hour of getting bored I decided to go to the mall with her to take my mind off and then we saw Victoria's Secret. She just wouldn't let my arms go. Sadly, she still wasn't confident enough to go on her own.

"How about this one?" She picks on up showing me a lacy push up bra.

"Are they even comfortable?" I ignore her question asking mine.

"Um- I'll try them." I shake my head putting the bra back.

"How about we pick a normal one?" She looks at me weirdly.

"Shouldn't I look good for myself?" She rocks back and forth.

"How about this one?" I show her a bralette push up one.

"It looks like the one I picked." She whines pointing at it.

"Yeah, but this ones more covered." I also picked up some Demi ones telling her to try them on. "You're size 34B right?" She nodded taking the bras from me.

I looked through more bras but most of them were just inappropriate for her and if Jason ever saw these...I seriously didn't know what he'd do to me.

"You do know this is the mom's job right?" I saw a lady asking me making me confused.

"Excuse me?"

"The bras you just gave to your daughter it's not the dad's job, just bring your wife next time it's not that hard." She rolls her eyes walking away making my jaw drop. I walked up to her tapping her shoulder making her look at me.

"First she doesn't have a mom, second she asked me and third you should get lost and stop wearing cheap perfume." I sniff shaking my head walking away from her this time her jaw drops, she just walks away and not saying anything back to me in reply.

"Dad?" I hear my baby's voice seeing her giving me uncomfortable eyes.

"What's wrong?" She grabs my hand bringing me inside the changing room.

"I feel like my boobs are gonna explode any second." She hisses as I look at her bra she's wearing.

"Here let me fix it, you didn't wear it right." I pull the top of the bra a little pushing her boobs down seeing her sigh in relief.

"Thank you that feels a lot better." She giggles looking at herself in the mirror.

"Do you still want to buy it?" She shakes her head showing me the black lacy bra she first picked.

"I want this one." She pouts. "Pleaseeeee." I sigh blowing some air out. "Fine, just hide it when we get home."

"But daddy never does laundry." I scratch my chin and nodded.