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He gives your child a bath

He gives your child a bath...

Harry: "Alright son time for your bath" he claps when he walks into the living room. Your son is 4 years old and he is going through that 'no bath' stage. Which is very difficult for you two because he is a boy and he is a very active one. He will play outside from the time he wakes up until the time day breaks.

"No bath!" Your son shouts at your husband.

"Come on your mum is sick and she is in bed waiting for me to take care of her cant you just please get in the tub"

"No!"

"Come on (Y/S/N)"

"No!"

"Do you want mummy to go to the hospital"

"No" he hangs his head in shame and puts his little lips out in a pout.

"Then be a good boy and let me put you in the tub so you can go to bed and I can help mum"

"For mummy"

"For mummy"

"Fine but I'm only doing his for mummy" (Y/S/N)sasses him and he rolls his eyes.

"You know sometimes I swear your mother had an affair with Louis" he mutters to himself and follows your son. He goes into the bathroom and harry starts the water. He washes your sons hair and his body. Scrubbing all the disgusting dirt from his one outside away He rinses him off and just before your son stops him.

"Daddy"

"Yes"

"Is mum gonna die"

"No" Harry chucklesch "where would you get that idea"

"I don't know" he giggles at himself.

"No she is just feeling a little under the weather, and that means you have to be on your best behavior until she gets better alright"

"Okay daddy"

Liam: "Okay well your mum is at work until ten so I have to be the one to do this" he says to your 2 month old. He has never really bathed her by himself you were always beside him, maybe not necessarily bathing her but helping him out. He supports her neck and bottom as he lowers her into the semi-warm water.

She starts to fuss and he lifts her out again and hold her in his arms. His shirt getting soaked in one spot and then when she quiets down he tries again. This time when she fusses he lets her and starts to wash her.

"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me" The little girl keeps a tight hold on his finger while he uses his other hand to wash her. "but bare this in mind it was meant to be I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me." He sings to her making a small but sure smile on her little face.

"There that's my girl" he smiles down at her and wipes her head off, making sure to get all the baby shampoo out while she sat in the bath chair. He keeps pouring water on her keeping her from getting cold but when he notices the water has gone cold and the goosebumps raise on her skin he takes her out and wraps the towel around her.

"Your mum should be home soon so how about we get you in bed and asleep before she gets here hm" he fastens the diaper onto her body an puts her into her long onesie and he holds her in his arms rocking her gently to get her to sleep.

Louis: "alright twins time to get a bath" He says to your one year olds who don't really understand but heralds to them anyway. Everyone had just finished eating dinner an he was avoiding dish duty. So you have him the option of putting the kids in the tub or doing the dishes. He picks them up and they giggle at their father, he rushes them upstairs while you clear the table.

"Who wants bubbles" he asks excitedly and puts them in the luke-warm water. He squirts the bubble soap Ina N's swishes it around making the water foam with bubbles. He sticks his hands in the water and splashes the kid with them. He washes them and gets the all squeaky clean for their bedtime. He lets them play for another twenty minutes before he lets the water out and takes them to their room for their Jammie's.

Niall: "how could you let him get this dirty" you scold your husband. He has just brought in your two year old from playing outside with him. They were playing football but you didn't expect him to get this dirty.

"He fell in the mud puddle."

"I can see that" you roll your eyes. "You let him get dirty you clean him up"

"I'm sorry princess"

"Don't princess me go put him in the tub" he takes your son upstairs and he starts the bath water. He sits your son in the bath water and starts to scrub. It takes him twenty minutes to get him completely dirt free, you walk into the bathroom while niall is about to get him out of the tub.

"Niall when your done can I speak to you"

"Sure give me a few seconds" he dries off your son and take him into his room to get dressed and wait so e can put him down for his nap. He comes into your room his sleeves rolled up and your sitting on the bed.

He sits beside you leaning back on his hands while you straddle his waist.

"I'm sorry, I overreacted and shouldn't have." You swipe your lips against his before attaching them to his neck.

"It's o-okay" he stutters out before laying his hands on your hips running up and down.

"Do you think I could make it up to you while he naps"

"Of course" he almost shouts instantly.

"Someone has to put him to sleep first an that wouldn't give me a whole lot of time to freshen up if I do it" You slip his shirt up his body and onto the floor.

"I'll get to nap" He sits you on the bed and Huerta to put in his son to bed

Zayn: "Now I'm all wet" he says to your giggling daughter who just splashed in the tub and it hit him right in the face. He takes the cup and pours it on her head, careful not to get it in her eyes so he can get the shampoo out.

"How we making out in here" you walk in and (Y/D/N) splashes Zayn yet again. "No splashing" you scold her.

"Sowwy" she apologizes and Zayn lets the water out. He takes the towel and wraps it around her small frame when she stands up.

"You've had your bath now it's time for bed" he smiles, pecks you on the lips and taker her to her room to get ready for bed.