one direction ddm, bsm and imagines

but daddy says it - liam ddm

| name - Y/n (your name) |
| your age - two |
| lil - your mum |
| Backstory - you say a bad word |
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lil's pov
"come here baby" i said, as my two year old daughter came running into the room.

"yes mummy?" she smiled.

"you ready for a bath?" i asked, her face scrunched up.

"no" she smiles.

"you have to baby" i said.

"no fuck off" she smiled, running into the office. coincidentally, where liam was.

"y/n! come back here" i called out, running into the office.

liam's pov
i heard giggling before my two year old daughter ran into the office yelling "daddy! help me!".

"what's wrong baby?" i asked, picking her up and setting her on the desk.

"mummy mean" she pouts.

"what did mummy do?" i ask, taking her small hand into mine.

"she yell at me"

"you cheeky girl" i heard a voice chuckle from behind us.

"ahhh! mummy!" y/n yelled, hiding her face in my chest.

"did you tell daddy what you said?" lil chuckled.

"no she did not?" i asked, looking at lil with a raised eyebrow.

"you won't get in trouble for saying it now just tell daddy what you said" lil told y/n.

"fuck off!" y/n giggled.

"y/n!" i gasped, she just giggled. "that's a very very bad word"

"no it not!" y/n giggled.

"tell me why you said it" lil asked, sitting besides us.

"because daddy says it" she said, proudly.

"i'm old so i can say it-"

"-you is old daddy"

"y/n listen" i said, taking her hands and getting her to focus. "stop, you can't say that. it was very naughty, and you need to have your bath. it's late"

"i sorry daddy" y/n said, her voice low. i hate getting mad at her.

"and?"

"i sorry mummy"

"it's okay baby, just don't say it again" lil said, picking her up.

"i promise you have a bath, i'll sing the song for you tonight" i whispered in y/n's ear.

she smiled before giggling. "i have my bath now, i promise i be good"