Avengers Imagines

Clint

Being pregnant was hard, harder than any mission you'd completed or battle you'd been in. Because those ended after a while, but this? It felt never ending.

"Just a couple more months." Your husband, Clint would tell you. He received a glare and a punch in the shoulder every time.

This morning you had woke up only to practically be forced out of your house by Clint, he even attempted to dress you while you were half asleep to get you out faster. And despite being so annoyed, you couldn't deny that seeing Clint so excited by whatever he was planning made you incredibly happy.

When you finally made it out the door you were greeted by a grinning Pepper Potts, who helped you into the car after greeting you and the baby.

Once you were settled in the car, you glanced over at the redhead with a raised eyebrow. "So you know what's got Clint so excited?"

"What? Nooooo." Pepper laughed.

You stared at her in disbelief. "You know and you're not gonna tell me?"

She just shook her head. "I am under strict orders from your husband."

"Fine." You huffed. "So what are we doing?"

"Shopping! We're gonna get that little girl the cutest clothes!" She replied, poking your still growing stomach.

"So I'm having a girl?" You laughed.

"You better be! I want a little girl to dress up."

"So you'll love your godchild less if it has male genitalia?"

You and Clint had a long discussion about who you wanted the godparents to be, he wanted to choose Natasha for the godmother, but you refused. If anything happened to you and Clint you needed someone who could properly raise a child. And as much as you loved Natasha, she wasn't a safe choice. You and Clint weren't a safe choice for parents, but no one got a say in who the parents were, at least you could choose this. Tony was your choice for godfather, mainly because it was convenient. But he seemed surprisingly excited.

"Of course not. They just won't be as fun."

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You and Pepper went a little overboard with the baby clothes, they were all so cute you just couldn't decide on a few things. You even found little Avengers costumes, and got them in each size so your baby would still have them when the others were outgrown. Pepper piled in tutus, and tiny dresses, completely ignoring you when you said you didn't know for sure it was a girl. You could ask your doctor but you wanted to be surprised.

After a couple hours you heard Pepper's phone, she glanced at the next and looked back up at you with a smirk. "Time to go."

The ride back to your house was filled with talk about baby names, genders and plans for the future. Right now you just wanted to get through the pregnancy. Then you could figure out what to do next.

When you arrived home Clint rushed outside to help you out of the car, you glared and told him you could get out on your own. He raised his hands in surrender and gave you a quick kiss before taking all of your bags and ushering you towards the house. You shouted bye to Pepper and Clint thanked her without looking back.

He dropped all the bags in the floor and tried to pull you towards the hallway, you ignored him and took your time taking off your coat and shoes.

"Alright Clint, what's got you so-" His patience finally broke and he pulled you off your feet and into his arms, carrying you bridal style into the hallway. You laughed at him and he grinned at you in response. He kept walking until you reached the second to last door, the soon-to-be nursery.

"You ready?" He asked, carefully placing you back on your feet. You nodded and pushed open the door. You gasped at what you saw.

The room looked like a forest. The once beige walls painted a soft green, the dresser and full size bed gone and replaced with furniture that were made to look like they were made from tree branches. And instead of a crib, there was a huge nest built into the corner, the wall around it painted to look like a tree.

"Do you like it?" Your husband asked, sounding a bit nervous.

You nodded, still taking it all in. "It's perfect."

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Two months and a week later, Natasha Stephanie Barton was born. And she quickly became the most spoiled child on the planet. And the most loved.