Freaky Friday (Clint x Reader)
Clint rubbed his hand in circles over your swollen stomach. You had been showing for a while. Despite the morning sickness and the strange craving that had just started popping up, seeing evidence of your baby made the pregnancy so worth it.
Ever since you showed him that little pink plus sign, Clint had been overjoyed. He loved to feel your stomach and talk to the baby whenever he could. Although he tried not to boss you around, you could tell he really really really did not want you to continue to go on missions. You said you didn’t really mind staying at home, and you knew you really shouldn’t be fighting for the sake of the baby, but you were constantly bored. You had already completed all the paperwork Tony could ever hope to get done, and at this point, your questioning of all the avengers at any moment was bordering on harassment.
“Can we go for a walk?”, you excitedly looked at Clint. “Sure babe,” he smiled and got up to grab his shoes and a jacket. “Can I come?” Loki’s head popped out from the other room. He was the only other person who wasn’t allowed to go on missions, and although the other avengers had accepted that New York wasn’t his fault, he still had to be punished. Because of this, he was confined to the tower and couldn’t go outside without a chaperone. Also, you and him had grown surprisingly close with all the time you spent stuck in the tower together.
“Okay!” you said excitedly, fine with the company. Clint seemed a little disappointed, but didn’t speak up as the three of you made your way out the front door. You were walking along a cute little trail next to a pond in the park, holding Clint’s hand while Loki talked of Asgard. He mentioned something about other dimensional organisms being in Midgard but mortals don’t notice them. “Really, like what?” you curiously inquired. He looked over in a corner and grabbed small pink thing. “Like this, I don’t know what it looks like to you, but it’s a tiny sprite,” he held up his hand, “Shit, I scared it.” Suddenly there was a pink mist around him and it swirled around you, separating you from Clint.
“Loki, what did you do?” Clint yelled furiously, “if you harm her at all, I swear I will kill you myself.” “Sprites play tricks when they get scared, but don’t worry, their magic isn’t strong so the effects can only last a day,” Loki responded, disinterested. When Clint failed several times to penetrate the mist, he nervously watched the two of you, but it looked like nothing was happening.
The mist dissipated and Clint immediately sprinted to you and gave you a hug, “Are you alright? Did that fairy thing hurt you anywhere?” You sneered at him, “Get your hands off of me. I’m not your girlfriend.” Clint looked at you in shock, “What do you mean? Don’t you remember me?” He started to panic. Had they hurt your head with their stupid sorcery?
You looked over at him, “I’m right here Clint, honey what are you doing?” He looked at you upset, “Loki, that isn’t funny”. “I’m Loki,” your body said.
You looked over to see your own body while Loki looked to see his body. “I guess we switched bodies,” Loki, in your body, assumed.
“What?!” You and Clint yelled at the same time. “But you’re okay, right?” He looked at you in anticipation. “I feel just fine. Thanks for worrying about me,” you leaned down to kiss his cheek and he completely froze as you did. “Can you please not do that in Loki’s body?” He said in a strained voice, “I really don’t like that.” You had forgotten for a moment, but nodded in acceptance.
You all made your way back to the tower in silence. Once you made it inside, Loki said, “I’m starving, where is that disgusting healthy food you’ve been eating?” You directed him to your self in the fridge and smiled at his thoughtfulness. “At least he cares about the baby,” you told Clint as you say down next to him on the couch, “we can survive this for 24 hours.”
He sat there with his arms crossed grumbling about Loki’s irresponsibility. You leaned over and cuddled with him. “Babe, what did we say about this,” Clint’s curt voice came out. “Oh yeah, I’m still Loki,” you thought, but you were still a little sad about Clint’s rejection and it must have shown on your face because he scooted closer to you, “Sorry, I love you. I just can’t while you’re in Loki’s body”.
Then Loki walked through the living room behind you guys. “Where are you going?” you asked him. “I need to use the restroom,” he said nonchalantly. “Okay,” you replied automatically, “Hey, wait a second. You can’t use the bathroom in my body.” “What else do you propose I do?” He responded. You quickly looked to Clint, who looked back at you. You sighed and shrugged, “I guess you can.” Loki walked away and you turned bright red, “I hate this.”
At this point, it was getting to be late so you got some pajamas and went to sleep in a guest bedroom. You were extremely tired from the whole switching bodies thing and you slept exceptionally well. The boys, on the other hand, did not.
In the morning, you saw Clint come down with bags around his eyes. He couldn’t stop thinking about what happened, and without you to calm him down, he only slept for a couple of hours. Loki looked frustrated as well, “How do you get any rest? Every position was uncomfortable and as soon as I settled, I would have to pee.” He groaned and put a hand on his back. You knew all to well the pressure he was feeling and walked up behind him to help. You massaged his shoulders and then moved down to his lower back. He hummed in appreciation and leaned back into your touch. This went on for a few minutes until you were sure he was feeling better. “I have a body pillow in my room, feel free to take a nap with it. It’ll feel so much better,” you said.
All of a sudden, you heard a slam on the table. Clint stood up, furious. “What’s wrong?” you asked, concerned, “are you jealous?” You had recognized the look in his eyes but was confused as to why. “I know it’s you, but it’s Loki and he’s touching you in ways that he shouldn’t,” Clint muttered, “It’s all his fault anyway but no one seems to care and now he’s seeing you naked and getting a massage...”
“I’m sorry,” you told him, “ I didn’t mean to make you feel upset. You know I love you very much.” Clint nodded realizing his ridiculousness. He apologized for his outburst to you, but when he looked to Loki, who he did not plan on apologizing to. He saw that he was crying.
“I didn’t mean to do it. I just wanted to show you guys the sprite and now everything’s a mess,” he sobbed. In his head, he knew it was Loki, but as he watched your face crumple up and drip with tears, he felt his heart break a little so he apologized to Loki too. You went to rub his back, knowing it was a spike in hormones, but hesitated and looked at Clint first who made a motion that told you he wouldn’t mind.
After you comforted Loki again, you sat down next to Clint and leaned your head on his shoulder. This time, he didn’t mind. He knew it was you in there. Now that you were with him, he drifted off to sleep. Everything was so peaceful that you did as well. When you woke up, you were in your bed with a body pillow. You ran to the mirror and grinned and you saw your own body staring back at you.
You then clomped down the stairs to see Tony and Thor trying to muffle their laughter in the living room. Natasha pulled out a camera and took a picture of the couch. You wandered over and saw Clint and Loki, leaning against each other fast asleep. You giggled and gave Clint a kiss to wake him up.
“Good morning lovebirds,” Tony loudly called out, waking Loki as well. As soon as they realized their position, the boys leapt apart in disgust. Clint was so happy to see you again that he hugged you and spun you around.
You were happy as well to be back, but you would need to ask Nat for that photo.