Brooklyn Beckham imagine's

Bath time

To say your daughter was a daddy's girl was a huge understatement. She had Brooklyn wrapped around her finger since day one. She could want the moon and Brooklyn would find a way to get it to her.
She's one now, and you figured he could sit up in the bath now.
"Brooklyn!" You call down the stairs for your husband, "(Y/D/N) needs a bath!" You held her on your hip. The quiet drumming downstairs ceased and you heard his socks padding across the living room, "get her duck towel please!" You ask when you see him.
"Yup!" He jogged towards the closet while you entered the bathroom. You filled the bathtub with lukewarm water. She was sitting on the floor in her diaper with her rubber duck in her chubby hands.
The bathroom door opened, "got it." Brooklyn said for behind you.
You smiled while opening the sink cabinets for the bubbles. They were in a SpongeBob container. Brooklyn placed her towel on the toilet seat and lifted the toddler into his arms.
"Ready for a bath, princess?" He said in a happy tone. You poured some bubbles into the water.
"Okay." You breath while stopping the water, "bath time!" You turned to face them both.
He carefully took off her diaper and lifted her small body into the tub. She was too small for the tub to be filled all the way so the water reached her chest while she say there.
Brooklyn crouched beside you and you both watched her carefully evaluate the bubbles. Her small hand touched a pile of them and she giggled as a few small ones popped. She seemed to like them.
"Here." You hand your husband the bottle of child shampoo. He's always been the one to give her baths, while you took care of dinner at 1am. You both had designated jobs as parents.
You held the duck towel that had a hood on it in your lap to sit on the toilet. You grabbed the basket of toys on the back of the toilet to dump them into the tub.
"Look!" Brooklyn held up the small action figure of Dash from the Incredibles. It wasn't even a bath toy, it's from a McDonald's kids meal Cruz had gotten. He already had Dash and gave it to (Y/D/N). She grabbed it from her dad's hands and fumbled with it.
You watched silently while he rubbed the soap into her small curls. He made little bubble hats on her head and played with the bath toys. Her little fingers were wrinkled when you realized how long she had been in there.
You laughed, "alright guys. Bath times over." You say and hold over the duck towel.
"Come on, princess." Brooklyn said while lifting her up from the water. He put her on your lap and crouched in front of her. He pulled the hood of the towel up over her head. He gently rubbed the water from her hair and body with a smile while she sat in your lap.
You looked between Brooklyn and (Y/D/N) and thought, bath time is definitely a family favorite.

A/n
I found this on tumblr but changed the names