Zayn:

"Babe go to bed, I can wash her" he smiles, ushering you to bed. You are already half asleep but before you're off the dream land you can hear running water and shampoo squirts. Then you hear the sound of Zayn's voice, "Bath time, bath time, It's so fun. Putting soap in places, Washing little faces, playing games with all out toys" he sings, squeezing the rubber duck. "It's so much fun" he concludes as you smile at your adorable husband and daughter. "Did you like that? My Mum used to sing it all the time" he smiles, rinsing off your daughter. "Now let's get you changed. Your Mama is waiting for me."

Louis:

"Lou, If you hurt one hair on my baby boy's head, I will kill you with my own bare hands" you warn, handing him your little boy as he runs his bath. "Maternal instincts are in full swing" he laughs. "Remember the water can't be..." you instruct once again as he interrupts you. "too hot or too cold and I have to test it before I put him in. I know Babe. I got this" he says coolly, splashing the water on your son playfully. "You listened to me" you smile, kissing his cheek softly. "No kissing in front of the baby" he jokes as you close the bathroom door so they could enjoy this father son moment. 

Niall:

"Okay first you need to test the water to make sure it's the right temperature" you instruct to Niall who was beyond nervous about washing your daughter for the first time. "Okay. I cradle her head like this?" He asks, taking your daughter in his hands carefully and putting her in the bath gently. "Relax Ni, you know what to do" you comfort, squeezing his shoulder reassuringly. He shoots you one of his heart warming smiles as he rubs shampoo on your daughter's head. "Am I doing it right?" He asks, massaging her scalp. "You're doing great Baby" you smile, kissing his smiling lips as he continues. 

Liam:

"Be careful Li! Hold her head straight!" you yell, biting your nails. You can't help but feel nervous as Liam bathes your three-week-old son. It's not that you didn't trust him but he never had any experience with little babies. "I can handle this Love" he smirks, as he rinses your son's body playfully. You watch how careful and patient he is with your little boy. The nerves completely vanish as your sons makes a little snorting nose with his mouth in an attempt to smile. "Who's an adorable little boy?" Liam gushes, tickling your son's tummy playfully as he continues to play around with the water with his son.

Harry:

"Look at you getting cleaned up" Harry says in a baby voice to your newborn daughter as he gives her a bath. "You don't stay still do you?" Harry smiles, trying but failing to wipe her face with the wash cloth. "Peek-a-Boo" he smiles, wiping his daughter's face swiftly. "There we go Princess, all clean" he states, rinsing her off one last time. "Are you done Haz? She's been in that bath for almost an hour" you state. "Just about. Let's get you warm Angel" he smiles, wrapping her in a towel. "I should do that more often, it was fun" he smiles, kissing your lips. "You should" you smile, trying to get out of bath duty.