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~A bath together~

Louis: "You look like Santa," Louis tells you between airy laughs, smearing bubbles across your chin. Giggling, you wipe them off and splash him gently with water, "Stop it! I'm trying to get clean." He gives you a sweet smile and reaches for the body wash, "I think I can help with that." The two of you sit facing each other in large bath tub, letting the warm water melt away the stresses of the day. He grabs your pink loofah and squirts out the sweet scented wash, and you let out a sigh as he runs it across your shoulders. "Was work okay?" he asks, making a circle pattern against your skin. "Yeah, just long. Wish I could stay home," you tell him, closing your eyes in relaxation. His hands dip in the water and he rubs off the bubble lather he created, revealing smooth skin. "I wish you could, too," he admits, and you can hint a bit of sultriness that's taken over his voice. His lips make contact with your exposed shoulders and your teeth sink into your bottom lip, "Maybe I can take tomorrow off."

Niall: There is only a faint layer of bubbles left on the surface of the water, and your freshly shaved legs are draped over the side of the porcelain tub as your back rests against your boyfriends toned chest. His guitar calloused fingers run up and down the smooth texture of your calve muscles. "You're beautiful," he compliments quietly, giving a crooked smile. You can practically feel the red creeping into your cheeks and you mumble a 'thanks' before biting your lip. "And you play it coy, but it's kind of cute. Ah, when you smile at me, you know exactly what to do. Baby, don't pretend that you don't know it's true, 'cause you can see it when I look at you," he sings softly, Irish twinge coming out in the way he pronounces some things. You knew it was one of his favorite songs, so you sink back against his chest and let his voice fill your ears. "And in this crazy life, through these crazy times; it's you, it's you. You make me sing. You're every line, you're every word, you're everything."

Zayn: Gently, you comb your fingers through his dark hair and smile as his eyes close slowly. "Still can't believe you put blonde through it," you giggle, kissing the tip of his nose. His eyes open and he smirks, "I happen to like it a lot." You nod and twirl a strand of hair around your thin finger, "I do, too. It's a good change." Your eyes meet his and you wrap your hands around his muscular biceps, "I love you, Zayn." Flashing a perfect smile, he pulls you closer to him, "I love you more." A laugh passes your lips and you shake your head, "No way." He nods, and all seriousness washes over him, "No, I really do. You make me happy. I love being with you." You blush feverishly and giggle, hugging him tightly, "You're perfect." Smirking, his large hands rub up and down your back, bringing streams of water with it and completely relaxing you.

Liam: Comfortably, you sit in his lap, either of your legs by his side. Your small hands trace patterns against his chest with the frothy bubbles and you admire how toned his body is. Deciding to be daring, you rake the tips of your fingers across his nipples and you swear you see his eyes darken. "You don't play fair," he smirks, letting his hands travel to your bare bum. "That was the point," you tell him quietly, biting your lip. "I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into," he whispers, pulling you close so you two are chest to chest. Involuntarily, your eyes shut as his lips attach to your neck. You let out a quiet moan as he grazes his teeth along his path, "Liam, you're being mean." He's smirking, you can feel it, and his tongue darts out to begin sucking your freshly washed skin. You let your head lean back and you can't help but moan at the warmth rushing to your core, "Can we at least take it to the bedroom?" Pulling away, he's still smirking, and nods, "Sounds like a good time."

Harry: After a stressful day of parenting, your husband had ran a bubble bath for you. "Are you going to join me?" you ask, dipping your body into the water. "Sure," he laughs, stripping his briefs off and sliding into the bath tub behind you. His strong arms wrap around you and you lean into him as his chin rests on top of your head. "You're a great mom," he says, tracing his large fingers across your stomach under the water. A smile comes to your face and you nod, "You're great, too. Darcy really loves her daddy." He chuckles softly and you're almost certain he's about to say something, but you're both interrupted as the bathroom door swings open. "Bath time!" your five year old squeals, running to the tub stark naked and climbing in as carefully as she can. You and Harry laugh as she's instantly covered in bubbles, giggling innocently. "I think she learnt the whole naked thing from you," you look up at your husband with a playful smirk as he kisses your forehead.

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For the last one I typed in the wrong one.

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