Freaky Friday (Steve x Reader)
“Bang,” you heard a clatter coming from the wall to at your left and ducked to avoid the debris flying at your head. You and Steve were just watching TV on the couch in Stark Tower together when there was an explosion in the lab next door. Steve has immediately shielded you, but thankfully the wall had taken the brunt of the force.
There was now a hole connecting both rooms and you could see Bruce waving through the other side. “Welp, looks like we made a tiny mistake,” he laughed while Tony cowered in the corner. “That’s weird,” you thought, “usually Tony would be pretty confident. He might be having a panic attack.” Once you realized that, you rushed to him and grabbed his shoulders. Your body felt heavy, but it was probably the effect of the explosion. “Hey, Tony, it’s alright, you’re okay, everyone else is okay, we’re all safe. It was just an accident,” you assured him in a soothing voice. It sounded weird, but your ears were probably affected by such a loud explosion.
Tony looked up at you, utterly confused, “I’m Bruce. Steve are your eyes okay?” “Steve?! I’m Y/N and you’re definitely Tony,” you exclaimed. You looked around and saw everyone looking at each other with wide eyes. You even saw yourself looking straight at you.
All at once, the four of you rushed to different mirrors in the house. You saw Steve Rodgers, your boyfriend, staring back at you. You all reconvened in the living room and stood in silence. Suddenly, there was a mess of voices all speaking over each other at once. Tony, who was in Bruce’s body, was saying all the chemicals that could’ve reacted and how they might have caused it. Bruce, who was in Tony’s body, was pacing around the room nervously, mumbling something you couldn’t understand. Steve, who was in your body, was just standing in shock, while you, who were in Steve’s body, were yelling at Tony.
Once you all had calmed, Tony and Bruce headed to the lab to figure out how to reverse the effects. You walked toward the kitchen, “Want anything to eat? I’m starving.” Steve laughed, “that happens.”
Making lunch was a disaster to say the least. You couldn’t figure out how to control your super strength and broke several dishes and some appliances. Steve didn’t know how to cook so when he tried, even in your body, he burnt everything horribly and delivered the fatal blow on a couple of the appliances he still didn’t know how to use. Finally, you just ordered in Chinese. You ate way more than usual, but Steve didn’t seem all that surprised by how fast he got full. He must’ve remembered what it was like to be a small, average human being.
As you attempted to wash up the mess, going incredibly slowly to be as gentle as possible, you noticed Steve shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Is something wrong?” you asked him. He looked up at you, “um, I, well actually you I guess...” You gave him a confused glance before he continued. “We have to pee,” he finally blurted out with a blush on his face. “Oh, okay then, it’s fine with me if that’s what you’re asking. I mean you have to do what you have to do,” you mumbled, wishing you hadn’t drank so much water earlier. Eventually, he got up and made his way to the bathroom. In seconds, he was back out. “Wow, that was fast,” you observed. “Actually, I don’t really know how to get this off,” he said a little strained at this point, “can you help me, please?”
You had been wearing a romper, of course he wouldn’t know how they worked. You didn’t know if he had even ever seen one until today. You lead him to the bathroom and helped him unzip the top and pull it down. He glanced in the mirror and immediately blushed. You went out and grabbed a change of clothes that would make him more comfortable while he used the bathroom. “Steve, I brought you some clothes. Is it alright if I come in?” you called from the other side of the door. He allowed you, and you continued in, “I got some shorts and a T-shirt for you. I also brought another pair of underwear and a bra since I don’t know how you feel about the ones you’re currently wearing.” You had picked out a thong and a strapless bra this morning, but decided that Steve may prefer a bit more coverage and a bra he could actually get out of. So you helped him out of the bra and then let him change. You didn’t know why you still felt the need to look away when it was your own body, but you did.
When that ordeal was done, Steve and you just sat in silence on your bed. “I’m really sorry,” he said, breaking the silence. “Don’t worry about it,” you responded, “I hope Tony and Bruce find a solution before I have to use the bathroom.” Steve laughed, “at least you could figure out all my clothes.” “How do I know you aren’t wearing some crazy underwear under this? Maybe you’ve got some old-timey laced up garment? What if you had a tattoo?” you countered. By this point, the both of you were in tears laughing.
Which is how Tony came up and found you, “Bruce, did you, did you find something?” Steve asked, still giggling uncontrollably. “I’m actually Tony,” he boasted triumphantly, “we found a fix already. Now what is so funny?” After a couple of minutes, you both managed to catch your breath and calm your composure.
“Wait, can I try something first?” you blurted out. Steve looked at you, confused, “I mean, that’s fine with me, what is it?” In a matter of minutes, you were holding the Captain America Shield. You tried out a bunch of poses. “Avengers Assemble,” you demanded in your most serious voice, and then you did the pose he stood in during all those public service announcements, “Hello, this is Captain America speaking. I’m here today to tell you about one of the toughest enemies I’ve ever faced...tooth decay.” You burst out laughing again, “Okay, I think I’m done.” Bruce and Tony started clapping and you took a bow. Steve covered his face, but you could tell his ears were red.