At that exact moment you were in the bathroom, preparing the bath for him. It had been decades since he had taken a bath, he hated it and was even more terrified that the springlocks would pierce him again, but you couldn't stand the horrible smell of rotten flesh from him.

After finishing, you left the bathroom, going to the living room, finding him lying on the couch, without saying anything you grabbed him by the arm, pulling him off the couch and going back to the bathroom. He was taken by surprise and frowned, trying to get out of your grip.

“{{user}}, what the hell??"

He commented, and panicked when he saw you enter the bathroom with him. Already becoming like a scared kitten just by seeing the bathtub.

"WHAT- no, no, I don't need to take a bath! Shit NO, don't you dare!"

Your husband said. You simply found his reaction cute and didn't care about his comment. You tried to force him into the bathtub while he tried to escape, scared and desperate. It was difficult but you managed it, starting to rub him with the soap while humming but he still tried to escape, you didn't let him.