Hello :P It is Wednesday and I am back with a new update. I wrote this one about a month ago now and it focuses on a situation that the whole gang - mainly the Morgan's and the Williams' - go through right before Jessie and James' son Justin is about to embark on his first world tour when he is twenty years old. I've been writing a lot about him recently and I've been thinking about James and Lynne's son too. So I came up with this! I hope you enjoy :3
Ages:
James: 41
Justin: 20
Lynne: 30
Disclaimer: I own the story and the OCs mentioned :3
The lavender haired male breathed out at the same time as me and he took a chance by grabbing his slim figured son by the shoulder as he briefly walked past him in the hall. James' expression was filled with concern and confusion. He was frowning. Justin's expression was hardly readable at all. He too was frowning. Both of the Morgan men were frowning. I was too. And Lynne was just breathing out worriedly, her eyes full of sensitivity as she held a hand over her heart and watched from the doorway. She heard her boyfriend beg his son.
"Justin, please." James began and after he grabbed hold of his son's shoulder, he didn't let it go. He squeezed it while he pleaded, his eyes softening with bewilderment more as each second passed. He swallowed, feeling his chest coming over with a feeling of tightness when the deep purple haired male frowned even further, shook his head and tried to break away from his father's hold. "Please, can we talk about this? You can't go round acting as if this doesn't exist."
"Can't I?" Justin responded to his father quickly and sharply for once and for the first time in a long fortnight, he met James' eyes. But unlike his Dad, his eyes were not soft. They were unusually sharp. They were full of hurt as well but his was more a jagged kind. As the lavender haired male tried to grab hold of his son's shoulder once again, Justin fiercely shook his head, his new, shorter locks shaking about his forehead. He grunted. "'Can't I?' - I said."
Both Lynne and I swallowed even loudly and even more filled with worry and confusion upon hearing this but somehow, James was starting to get hold of his emotions. He was starting to be filled with a quiet determination and strength. While his eldest son looked at him harshly and stubbornly, the lavender haired male didn't let his gentleness fade away. He stood his ground. He stayed looking at his first born son with the same stability and perseverance. He just stared at him. James just stared at his son.
And with his eyes, James responded to Justin. With his gaze, James asked 'can you?'. Two simple words but as soon as the deep purple haired male looked at one of his parents for just a second longer, he suddenly swallowed himself. He reacted like he had heard those words echoing out of his father's brain. Can you? That's what James had asked his son. Can you?
Justin's entire face and eyes flickered as though he was going to lose all composure but he was known for being a determined person and a stubborn one too. He allowed himself to have a second of vulnerability but following that, he forced his icy persona to take back over to protect himself.
He then did something very rare indeed. He entirely moved away from his father and his hold - that was expected. But he did something much unexpected also. And the thing that he did was also very shocking. He moved backwards down the halls of the Morgan Mansion, his body turning as well as his head. He then locked eyes with Lynne and he gave her a look. His head tilted. He raised an eyebrow. He almost puckered his mouth, showing off his cheekbones. His words were said with the same attitude as his expression.
"Okay, okay." He began, shaking his head so his thick and almost curtain-like locks shimmied around his eyebrows. His hands moved to his hips and he played with his belt that was holding up his skinny jeans. He continued speaking, his attitude not fading away. "Maybe we can talk about it. But not in front of her."
I gasped in my head so loudly that I had to swivel my ears and eyes from side to side to make sure that I definitely hadn't done it out loud. I really wanted to. I was appalled. That was perhaps one of the first times I had been horrified by that Morgan child. James felt exactly the same way as me, plus about another 60%. He was very annoyed. He was very disappointed and very annoyed. But he didn't react too heavily to his adult son. That would've been counterproductive. However, he did address Justin's words while Lynne remained seemingly unbothered from the doorway.
"Hey." Was all the lavender haired male said to his son, with a disappointing shake of the head and a light poke for Justin in the front of his collar bone. The deep purple haired male of course shrugged his father's touch away and took another step back. He didn't seem very remorseful. But I was hoping that he felt it inside. "Hey. There is so need to act like she's the enemy. She hasn't done a single thing wrong. She-"
"I don't care." Justin interrupted once again and from the look in James' eyes, I was almost certain that he was going to start making his face and his actions reflect how he felt inside. He was understandably very frustrated and shocked and disappointed with his son. But luckily, things moved in a different way. The formerly long haired male showed off that fraction of remorse that I hoped was inside him previously. He clarified his words, his eyebrows still knotted together. "I know she's not the enemy but-"
Justin's words were interrupted. He had interjected his father's a few times that little session but that time, it wasn't the lavender haired male cutting off his son back. It was Lynne. She was interjecting. She was piping up. She moved a fraction out of the doorway and looked at Justin, giving him a nod of the head. She was almost nervous about getting involved but she had known him since he was a little boy. She knew who he truly was, once you got rid of his stubborn and moodiness to protect himself. Lynne looked between Justin and James, her eyes, despite the situation, strong and unmoving.
"I'm sure you have things to say to your father that's just for him to hear. I understand." She told both of the Morgan boys with a second nod of the head and she almost curtsied to them both before leaving. But she did something before she left them both alone. She came up behind her boyfriend and Justin's father and held onto his shoulder. She leaned in to lightly press a kiss to his cheek. She nuzzled her nose against his skin briefly too before she got going for good. She didn't want to rub anything in the deep purple haired male's face. "Call me if you want me back. Either of you."
And that was that, Lynne headed off down the hall to go and find James' wife and Justin's mother, leaving both of the boys standing there. The lavender haired male's head, needless to say, turned to watch the orange haired female head off. He watched her move. He watched her glide. He breathed out quietly, his hand moving to rub his own chest.
Justin watched his father the whole time. He had resisted (childishly) rolling his eyes at the slight affection between James and Lynne but he couldn't stop himself from doing it when he noticed how the older male seemingly pined after his girlfriend when she was gone. James noticed right away. He thought about lifting his finger up to his son and pointing to him in ways of a wordless warning but he stopped himself from doing that.
Instead, he just let out a sigh and started walking towards his private office, hoping that Justin would follow. I stayed behind and waited for a few moments. Part of me thought that the former long haired male was going to ignore his father once again and collect his guitar from his bedroom before leaving the house completely. A huge part of me thought that I was right. But I was stood corrected.
Like myself, Justin stayed behind as well but soon enough, his hands went into his skinny jeans pockets and he strutted behind his father, trying to keep his head held high. He was doing a good job of it. And he was doing a good job of keeping all of his emotions inside.
After yet another few seconds, I finally decided to follow the two Morgan boys and on the way, I thought to myself. I couldn't stop myself from thinking to myself. I frowned. I wondered why Justin was so upset and so mad. Of course I knew the situation that had occurred. But I didn't understand quite why he was acting the way that he did. Despite feeling a little worried and rather miffed, I knew that I would find out eventually.
Whether it was from his mouth or his father's, I would be informed by one of them. I really wanted to know. Not because I wanted to judge. I just wanted to feel at peace in my mind so I could help Justin feel peace with whatever it was that he was feeling.
As the lavender haired male entered his private office, he shut the door behind him and his son and luckily I managed to squeeze through before I got locked out. It definitely would have been a lot easier for me a few years ago. I was getting a little heavier round the middle.
The door to James' private office was shut behind us all. The lavender haired male had remained quiet and not talking to his son on the stroll towards the room but as soon as we were all alone, he turned his head towards him. He got ready to speak to him and have a proper adult discussion about all the issues involved. James assumed that the deep purple haired male had cooled down since his previous outbursts. He expected that his stubbornness and his attitude was because his step-mother had been present. But James was wrong. James was very wrong. About both of those things.
Almost as soon as Justin was alone with his father, all of his emotions and thoughts brewed and bubbled like a kettle. As soon as the lavender haired male made eye contact with his son, he erupted. It was rather hard to tell which one was the father and which one was the son. James opened his mouth to speak but his words became completely drowned out.
"No." Justin said simply and with the same point of the finger that his father was giving him earlier. And with that, the deep purple haired male turned on his heeled boots and sucked in his cheekbones at the same time that his shoes made a clicking nose. "I am really mad at you."
The roles between the father and son were shown to be most definitely reversed when, in that moment upon hearing that Justin was mad at him, James' face fell as if he really was the child getting told off. His lips pouted lightly before all of his emotions were said in his eyes. His green orbs grew rounder and he blinked. He was confused. He got ready to open his mouth and speak once again but his innocent look had seemingly made Justin more fired off. He clenched his jaw, continuing to almost rant.
"How could you do this to me?" he questioned his father in a breathless way, his eyes flickering from left to right and each time they moved, he seemed to change between very much an adult and very much a child. He swallowed, shaking his head. Apart from that, he didn't show too much emotion. I still had a lot of questions. "Right before I go off on tour? Unbelievable."
James swallowed. I did too. I was beginning to feel as though I really should have left them alone but it would be awkward if I suddenly left. They might have thought that I was the uncomfortable one. I never was. I was almost always the fly on the wall. In some ways, I was the referee. I was the comfort blanket. I was always around. I was always neutral. I would always be neutral. But in that moment, I couldn't help but feel like Justin was being the unbelievable one, even though he had said those words to his father.
"I know, Justin, I know." The lavender haired male began and he got ready to reason with his eldest son. But he stopped himself. He really didn't have a clue what he was going to do or what he was going to say. On top of being tongue tied, he was also very baffled and worried. He hadn't seen his boy act like that in a very long time. It was a déjà vu. And not the good kind. James tried to keep going. "I know, Justin. I-"
The deep purple male had had enough. He was never an angry person, nor a violent one. Sure, he got frustrated and annoyed and very fired up but it was almost always in an energetic way than a negative one. But in that moment, Justin's expression was very negative. The veins were showing up in his neck. They were starting to decorate his forehead too. He looked like he was going to blow from the outside. But I wasn't just on the outside. I very much knew who he was on the inside – like Lynne. I understood that even though he was looking angry, it wasn't simply just that. He was overwhelmed. He was so overwhelmed. This was evident from the way that his eyes began to prick with hot tears.
"Lynne's fucking pregnant. With a baby. And you tell me this less than three weeks before I go away for months on end!" Justin shakily reminded his father of the situation and after James nodded, the deep purple haired male let out almost a sniff and buried his head momentarily in his hands. He wanted to say more but he couldn't. Like his father, he didn't know what to say. There was only one word on Justin's mind. And it was a word that he'd said before. He shook his head in an overwhelmed fashion and moved his hands from his head, sniffing once again. He didn't look up from the floor. He repeated. "Unbelievable."
What followed this was a terrible, terrible silence. Really, it was so tense and intense. You most definitely could've cut the atmosphere with a knife. The lavender haired male truly didn't know what to say to his son. Whatever he said, it was probably going to be the wrong thing for the twenty year old to hear. Even if it was the truth, he was certain that Justin would feel even more frustrated and overwhelmed too.
Deep down, Justin felt exactly the same way as his father. Part of him wanted to be rational and laugh it off that they hadn't spoken to each other in days over such a little miracle. But the formerly long haired male couldn't bring himself to do this. Somehow, he had to act in the wrong way to protect himself. He had to act harsh and stubborn and unbothered to protect himself. But from what? James and I would soon find out.
I was close to breaking the silence for the two boys by nuzzling both their legs because it was so intense. But I stopped myself. Of course, I stopped myself. That would've definitely been the wrong thing to do. That didn't matter to me really. I wanted to help. In some way, I wanted to help. The atmosphere was killing me. It definitely was killing the Morgan Men as well.
I believed that it was going to be the lavender haired male to break the silence. After all, surely he couldn't bear not knowing what was going through his son's mind? I was right. I was definitely right. About that, at least. He couldn't bear wondering if his son was mad or scared or upset and how those emotions were affecting his mind-set. But it wasn't him to break the long pause of quiet. It was Justin.
Justin couldn't bear what was going through his own mind. Though he hid it well, part of him and part of the annoyance that he felt was at himself and how he knew that he was reacting in the wrong way. But despite this, he still couldn't change that to acting in a better way. He was still trying to protect himself. What felt like a hundred and one thoughts were whirring through his brain. So many of them came to the tip of his tongue and almost became words out loud. But he stopped himself. Justin stopped himself. Until one question entered his brain and all of him knew that he really needed an answer too.
He procrastinated it at first. He let out a quiet sigh and like the deep purple haired male had been doing to his father before, James watched his son's every move. He was paternal. He was concerned. Justin continued sighing. He plonked himself down in one of his father's office chairs and he sat in it, his long legs spilling down to the floor. Eventually, he looked up at his Dad. Eventually, he broke the silence with words. Eventually, he questioned his father.
"How long have you known, Dad?" Justin asked him and he said the lavender haired male's name very slowly and very hesitantly. I did my best not to overthink it. I did my best not to study it. But it definitely left a lot of questions and answers in my mind and caused my head to tilt. James almost had the same reaction. But at that moment in time, he knew that wasn't the important thing to focus on. His son was the important thing. And he let out a quiet sigh before starting to choose his words carefully. He didn't want to hurt Justin. He didn't want to hurt him with a lie. He wanted to hurt him with the truth even less.
"How long have I known about the baby? Oh. Oh. Oh, well, you know Lynne." The lavender haired male knew that he was going to be honest with his son but that didn't stop him from getting nervous and almost side-tracking at first. He said his first few sentences in a way that was trying to be humorous and light-hearted but they were vague. Upon seeing his son's frown, he was forced to clarify and be very honest indeed. "Well, you know that she knew about Jorgie as soon as she was made. So…"
Justin was quick to pull a face. And he didn't hesitate to let his Dad see it. His nose turned up and wrinkled. His arms moved from being in his lap to being folded over his lean chest. He then rubbed under his eye like he often did when he was wearing sunglasses.
"Alright, I get it." He responded speedily and almost in a mumble, his expression on his face continuing to linger the more that he thought about it. He shook his head, trying not to think about it. His next question didn't really help those matters. "When exactly was this?"
James was quick to pause. He was very quick to pause. And needless to say, the deep purple haired male noticed this. His eyebrow raised even more. James sighed. He didn't want to hurt his son by lying to him or withholding information. He definitely didn't want to hurt him with the truth either. But he figured that Justin would respect or appreciate him more for the latter. The lavender haired male told his son the date. He told him the exact date. April 3rd. Justin didn't hesitate to react in the same way as before, his face scrunching up and he stood up as he shook his head.
"Okay, really really don't want to know." He told his father with a shudder and while James understood and respected his reaction, he remained quiet. This gave Justin time to think. This gave Justin time to react. He thought about it.
A new baby. His dad was having a new baby. With Lynne. He was finding out with very little time before he headed on a world tour. In his eyes, it was very much a pickle. And the more he thought about this, the more he realised how upset and overwhelmed he was. His shake of the head changed from trying to block information out to complete and utter hurt with his father and his girlfriend. He tried to stop his teal orbs mixed with green from filling with tears. "So you're telling me this a few weeks before I go away? How could you, Dad. How could you? Do you not care about me at all or something?"
"Oh, don't give me that crap." The lavender haired male suddenly stood up to face his son. Even though he was shorter than the slim and tall frame of the deep purple haired Morgan, they seemed to be very much the same and both very much adults. James had tried to keep his emotions inside and be patient and truthful but he was starting to have enough. His son was 20. His eldest son was 20. But he was beginning to feel like he had regressed and gone back to being a child. But first and foremost and most importantly, he couldn't believe those words had exited Justin's mouth. Tears of disbelief threatened to prick James' own eyes. "Don't even, Justin. How was I supposed to win? Tell me. How? If I told you right away then it might have been hard for you to leave. Even harder. And then if I didn't tell you until after you were gone? Well I would've been keeping something from you for months. I couldn't do that. How could I do that? You are my son."
I thought that the deep purple haired male was going to take a while to answer but as soon as I properly looked at his face, I knew I was very much mistaken. His cold and frustrated face was beginning to change completely and it was flushing rosy pink with emotion. He shook his head – at himself or at his father – I didn't know. He shook his head. And he sniffed.
"I'm not your only one."
James swallowed as soon as he heard these ones. Justin did too, trying to keep some of his emotions inside of him for himself. I was left blinking. I was left confused. My first belief was that the deep purple haired Morgan was talking about his two younger brothers. I thought that Justin was talking about Jayden and Jaxon. But as I listened to the Morgan father and the eldest Morgan son, I began to realise that I was hearing a little bit of information that I hadn't known before.
"I know." James replied to his son simply and he wanted to reach out to him but he didn't. He didn't know quite how that would go down. So he kept his hands to himself before they ended up tangled in his own hair. A frown was becoming even more prominent on his forehead. And when I glanced at his chest, I saw how heaving and tight it looked. He nodded sadly. He almost smiled. But he still looked rather sad. "I know. I'm going to have another one. With Lynne. But you know, that might make it even easier for you. That might make it even easier for you to go. You've already been around for two baby brothers. Maybe it's time for something new."
Once again, I assumed that the deep purple haired male was going to take a while to answer his father or respond to his father but I was wrong. I was very wrong. The thoughts in my head and the words on Justin's tongue almost matched. He fiercely shook his head, far more than he had done that day before. His eyes seemed to well with even more tears. He almost broke down completely. His hands went to his forehead and he tried to compose himself while his voice shook.
"You're wrong, Dad. You've never been more wrong." Justin told his Father thickly and after the lavender haired male looked at him sadly and with confusion for a few seconds, the deep purple haired male had breathed in and out enough times to answer him. He shook his head. His hand went over his heart and clenched his t shirt. "How could it be easier? I want to be around. I want to be here. I want to be right here. Why do you think I reacted the way I did. I shouldn't go. Dad, I shouldn't go.
"Oh my god, Justin, no." the lavender haired male was quicker to respond to his son than I ever had seen and that time, he didn't hesitate to reach out to him. He sat down on the arm of the chair next to Justin and both his hands went to his wrists. He held him. And he looked at him. James shook his head. Justin couldn't manage looking at his father. The lavender haired male boldly but gently pressed a kiss to the top of his head before speaking to him. "Don't stay behind. Don't you dare stay behind. Not for me. Not for Lynne. Not for that baby. You need to do what you want to do the most, okay? You-"
"What I want the most is to be around to see this little boy come into the world, Dad." Justin tried to tell his father emotionally but adamantly and with a small smile on his face but the sensitive male was just around the corner from crying completely. But still, he didn't allow himself to do this. Some part of him was filled with pride. Some part of him needed to have some dignity. "I think that's what I want. Not for you. Not for Lynne. Not for that baby. Not even for Mom. For me. I want to be around him. I was for Jayden and Justin too. I should be for that little boy as well."
Upon hearing this, the lavender haired male really didn't know what to say. He really didn't know what to do and he really didn't know what to say. I didn't either. To tell you the truth, I was feeling very emotional indeed. I was also feeling somewhat miffed at myself. Miffed that I hadn't suspected that that was why Justin was reacting the way that he was.
He was so sensitive and so loving and so gentle. Of course he would want to be around for his little brother. He had planned to go off around the world as soon as he signed his record deal but now that something else had come up, he was starting to question it all. I didn't blame him. James thought it was very sweet. He definitely wanted to have his son around but he knew that Justin needed to do what he was destined to do. Justin needed to do something for himself. He deserved it. After the way that he often put others first, he really deserved it.
James finally knew what he wanted to say. After pressing another kiss to his son's head and touching his forehead lightly, he began to feel like those two were being themselves again. He felt like they were being themselves with each other again. And this made it easy for him to just go for it. This made it easy for him to tell Justin what he needed to hear.
"Justin…" James started with his name to give him time to tell him what he really thought about it all. When the deep purple haired male was listening, the older male didn't hesitate to continue. He told him with a soft and gentle small smile but with certainty in his eyes too. His green orbs twinkled for his son. "You are going on that tour, you hear me? I'll kick you out of the house if I have to. You are going. We'll all be here when you get back. I know you want to not miss a single second of this baby and that makes me so happy. Of course I want you around. But this is your time. No one else's. And he's not going to come until Christmas. You'll be back home then so you won't miss a thing. Really, you won't miss a second."
Justin let out a quiet breath. He thought to himself. While he thought to himself, he even found himself resting his cheek against his Dad's shoulder. It had all been so simple for him. He was to head off on his world tour. He was to come back to spend time with his family during the holidays. It was all planned out. Then something unplanned had happened. Lynne fell pregnant with his Dad's baby. Lynne fell pregnant with a little boy.
Somehow, it seemed so complicated all of a sudden. And then all of a sudden again, that had done another 180 degrees and gone back to being simple all over again. His father made it sound so simple. He knew it would be if they tried and if they found the correct solution. But he still worried. That was what Justin was like deep inside. On the down low, he was a bit of a worrier. He was a people pleaser too.
The deep purple haired male kept his cheek against his Father's shoulder as he tried to sort it all out in his head. He soon shrugged and sighed, finally deciding to admit some of those worries out loud. He knew he was in safe hands. He told his father almost everything. That's why it was so painful for them both when they went those weeks without talking after James first told him the news.
"I don't know…" Justin began, his hatless head then resting against his father and he allowed the older male to rest one of his hands on his shoulder. That was a déjà vu. But it wasn't a pleading way that time. It was comforting. And it made the deep purple haired male take some steps forward in working through the new situation. "I guess… I guess I'm just afraid, you know? Of making the wrong decision. Of making a decision and it not being what's right. I don't know. I never thought this would happen. But I'm not mad, I promise. Not really. I… I'm glad…"
The way that Justin looked up at his father shyly and smiled and showed off his dimple softened my heart in many many ways. I almost found myself doing a 'Lynne' and holding my hand over my chest. With everything that had gone on and all of the emotions involved, Justin had forgot to congratulate his father. He forgot to remind him that it was indeed a blessing that he was going to have a son with Lynne.
James appreciated it when his deep purple haired son finally acknowledged this and gave him his blessing in a way. He was touched, of course he was. He was going to have a new son. But in that moment, only one son was on his mind. His hand moved to his shoulder to hold the back of his head. Father and son looked at each other. And James made Justin feel a whole lot less alone in the situation.
"You know…" the lavender haired male began and I was left smiling, my head moving onto my paws instead. They were so much alike. In the way they looked. In the way they acted. And in the way they spoke too. They were so alike. So it was strange how often their wires got crossed. But they always resolved it all in the end. "You know, this isn't what I had in mind for this year. At all. What with Jorgie being so small still and you about to go off and getting ready to spend loads of time with Sammy when you go away. It… It was completely unplanned." James concluded that part of what he wanted to say with a small chuckle. I watched out for Justin's reaction but luckily he was calmer than before. He knew what he father was getting at. He shared the same laughter as him and even bit his lower lip with amusement. He listened. So James continued. He pushed his hair from his eyes. "This isn't what I planned or expected. And to tell you the truth, I'm scared too. I don't really know how your Mom feels. I don't know if Jorgie is going to handle it well. I really don't know if this is the right time. So I'm scared. Justin, I'm afraid too."
The lavender haired male's words really hit home for the eldest Morgan son. He swallowed and looked away briefly before focusing on his father once again. He continued biting his lip while he thought to himself. He really hadn't known that. He had gotten so caught up in how he felt and how he thought it affected him that he forgot about his father. He knew that was bad. He knew that was wrong. But he couldn't do anything about it in that moment. All he could do was be different moving forward and he would make sure he was a lot less selfish in the future.
Justin was about to tell his father this. He was about to apologise. He was about to reassure him. But the lavender haired male suddenly came out with words. And they were the same words that I was certain that the deep purple haired male was going to say to his father.
James shook his head and laughed quietly, trying to dismiss all of his worries. He gave his son a light and brief side hug before planting another kiss to his head. He looked down at him. He told him. His mouth smiled at him but it was his eyes that smiled and sparkled more so.
"But none of that matters. Really. Whether it's right or wrong. It's all perspective. All I know is that Lynne is pregnant and I am going to have another baby. And it doesn't matter if I'm afraid. It doesn't matter if you're afraid. We can be afraid together and come up with what's right for the both of us. That's the most important thing. That we stick together. We will always stick together."
The lavender haired male's words were said seemingly with certainty and because Justin thought this as well and agreed with them, he didn't hesitate to smile wholeheartedly at his father. However, soon enough his face fell when he heard the ex-rocketeer ask 'won't we?' as if he really needed the reassurance. It sounded as if he really needed to know that he was right.
And like James had wiped his son's tears and reassured and validated him so many times since the day he was born, the formerly long haired male didn't hesitate to do this for his father. He reached his hand out to him while giving him a thumbs up. James did the exact same thing. I thought that's what they were giving each other – a thumbs up – before they made their knuckles and fingers touch together. It was far more than a thumbs up. It was far more than a handshake. It was a promise. Justin continued nodding his head at his father. He smiled at him.
"We will always stick together. No matter what happens. No matter where either of us go. No matter if we know where something leads or we do not. We will always love each other. We will always care for each other. We will always be best friends. No matter what happens. We're great – you and me. And we can get through whatever. As long as we stick together. All of us."
I breathed out. James did too. Justin did as well. And they smiled at each other, sharing loving words and interactions with each other while their thumbs stayed locked. They were good. They were always good. Even when they were not good, they would end up good in the end. Because they were them. Because they were loving. Because they were father and son. And loved one and other more and more through each stage of life.
I was left to reflect. As soon as I heard what Justin said that day, I had a feeling that a song would come out of him from that. Sometime. Somewhere. Somehow. I didn't know if I was right. I didn't know if I was wrong. That didn't matter. Like those boys had taught me that day, it didn't matter.
James was meant to have a son with Lynne at the time that Justin headed off on his first tour. Justin was meant to head off and travel the world and leave an expectant father and step-mother behind on the way. That was what was meant to happen. It wasn't good. It wasn't bad. It was what it was. It had to happen. Justin had to love his new little brother from afar. But when he came back, he would love him close up. He would adore him very much close up. He would watch over him. He would feed him. He would guide him. He would go through struggles – Justin would go through struggles – so his new little brother didn't have to.
That's how much he loved him. That's how much Justin loved little Johnny Jinn.
The End.
There you go! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 I think this is a chapter where Justin's characteristics that are like his father shine through. He feels a sort of duty to stay home and watch Lynne being pregnant and have his new little brother seeing as he was around for his other two younger brothers. And on top of that, he was quite distant during the pregnancy with Jorgie due to various things and he feels as though he needs to be around and be different the next time. I also feel like Justin takes on quite an almost fatherly role with Johnny Jinn. He'll be nearing 21 when he's born and as he grows up, he's at the age where someone might start thinking about having a family. He doesn't until he's a bit older, but that protectiveness comes out in him, especially with his youngest little brother :P Thanks again and I will be back next Wednesday with another chapter of this story so see you then!
AmyBieberKetchum signing out :3