Cole

*You were in your bedroom, picking out your pajamas for the night when you heard a loud splash from the next room. You rushed over to the bathroom, stepping in the room, your eyes landing on Cole, in the tub, fully dressed. He had fell in. He looked up at you, pressing his lips in a thin line.* “Ah, this is almost embarrassing.” *He muttered, gripping the edge of the tub.*

*you walked to him and helped him up, grabbing a towel to dry him off* how did you fall in the tub?

I was trying to get this stupid toy duck out of the drain, it kept getting stuck. *He mumbled, leaning against you for support, his wet clothes clinging to his body, dripping on the floor. His dark hair was now plastered against his forehead, making him look younger.*