Y/n stood just outside the bathroom, smiling at the sounds of laughter and splashing coming from within. Harry, her two-year-old son, was giggling uncontrollably while his father, James, made silly faces and pretended to be a bubble monster. Y/n peered around the doorframe, watching the scene with a fond smile. Harry's face was covered in bubbles, and he was waving a small, yellow rubber duck in the air.
"Look, Daddy, ducky fly!" Harry exclaimed, his voice full of excitement.
James chuckled, "Wow, Harry, that's the highest-flying ducky I've ever seen!"
Harry's eyes sparkled with joy, and he continued to bounce in the water, making more bubbles. Y/n's heart swelled with love for her little family. She could stand there all day, just watching them play.
But her quiet observation was soon interrupted. James glanced over and spotted her. His eyes lit up with mischief.
"Hey, Y/n! Why don't you come join us? The water's perfect!" he called out, grinning broadly.
Before she could respond, Harry turned his head and saw her. His little face brightened even more, and he stretched out his chubby arms towards her. "Mama! Come in! Pwease!" he begged, his voice sweet and imploring.
Y/n laughed softly, "Oh, I don't know, you two seem to be having so much fun on your own..."
James shook his head vigorously. "Nonsense! We need you in here. It's not a proper bubble party without Mama!" He leaned forward conspiratorially, lowering his voice. "Besides, Harry's ducky won't fly as high without your help."
Harry's big, round eyes locked onto Y/n's, full of hope and excitement. He added his own version of puppy eyes to the mix, which was a combination of James's charm and his own irresistible cuteness. "Pwease, Mama? Pwease?"
Y/n sighed playfully, knowing she was beaten. "Alright, alright, how can I say no to those faces?" She rolled up her sleeves and stepped into the bathroom, eliciting cheers from both James and Harry.
"Yay! Mama's coming in!" Harry clapped his hands, causing water to splash everywhere.
James moved aside to make room for her in the tub. "Here, let me help you," he said, reaching out a hand to steady her as she climbed in. The warm water enveloped her, and she could feel the bubbles tickling her skin.
Harry immediately scooted over and wrapped his little arms around her. "Mama!" he squealed in delight, nestling against her.
Y/n kissed the top of his head. "Hello, my sweet boy. Are we having fun in here?"
Harry nodded vigorously. "Yes! So much fun! Ducky fly, and Daddy make bubbles!" He pointed at the bubbles still floating around them.
James picked up a handful of bubbles and blew them gently towards Y/n, making her laugh. "See? It's a family bubble extravaganza!"
For the next hour, the three of them splashed and played together. James demonstrated the fine art of making bubble beards, much to Harry's amusement. He even managed to give Y/n a bubble crown, which Harry insisted made her look like a "bubble queen."
Harry giggled uncontrollably as Y/n tickled him under his chin. "Mama, more tickles!" he demanded, his laughter echoing off the bathroom walls.
"Alright, you asked for it!" Y/n replied, her fingers dancing across his sides. Harry's peals of laughter were infectious, and soon James joined in, adding his own tickles.
Eventually, they all settled back, leaning against the tub's edge, feeling warm and content. Harry nestled between them, his energy finally starting to wane.
Y/n looked over at James, her eyes filled with love and gratitude. "I think this was the best idea you've had all day," she said softly.
James smiled back at her, reaching out to take her hand. "I'm glad you think so. These moments... they're the best part of my day."
Harry yawned, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Mama, Daddy, tired," he murmured, snuggling closer.
Y/n kissed his forehead gently. "Alright, little one. Let's get you dried off and into your pajamas."
James nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's about time for bed, buddy."
They carefully lifted Harry out of the tub and wrapped him in a fluffy towel. Y/n held him close, fe
