Avengers, Loki, and Bucky Preferences/Short Imagines [Wattys2017]

He Holds Your Child For the First Time (All)

Loki- Loki nervously paced outside of your room. Your overprotective mother had shoved him out of the room, and the fact that she didn't like him didn't help either. "Mother, let him in. He's the father for Christ's sake." You say, giggling a little. Your mother goes and pulls Loki inside, and he rushed to your side. You were holding your precious baby girl, Lila Katheryn Laufeyson, close to your chest, a baby girl that had your hair and Loki's eyes. "She's beautiful." Loki whispered. "She has your eyes. Would you like to hold her?" You ask Loki. Your mother huffs, jealous that she hadn't been asked if she wanted to hold her granddaughter. "I would." He smiles. He gently takes her from you, and she immediately leans into his chest. You smile warmly, and Loki smiles as well. "She's going to love you." You say, forgetting about your mother's presence. "I hope so." Loki says with a smile.

Steve- "Steve. Steve. Steven Grant Rogers!" Your sister said, stopping him in his tracks. He was pacing outside of your room, and your sister opted to stay with him. "She's going to be okay. You know her, and she's a tough cookie." She said, standing and resting a hand on Steve's shoulder. He sighed and sat down, only to jump up again when the nurse stepped outside. "You can go see her." She said with a smile. Steve and your sister rushed inside, and you held a beautiful baby boy close to your chest. Steve smiled and stood at your bedside, and you looked up at him. "Want to hold our little James?" You asked. "Yes ma'am." He said softly. You carefully hand him your child, and little James leans into his father's chest instantly. "Aw, how sweet. Told you he'd like you." Your sister cooed. 

Tony- "Anthony Stark?" The nurse asked. Tony stood up nervously, and the nurse brought him inside your room. "She's just fine, and so is the child. It was a very close call, though. There's nothing to worry about." The nurse said, smiling at Tony. The birth of your child had almost killed you and your child. It turned into an emergency C Section, and the blood loss was massive. Tony walked over to your bedside, and smiled. You were holding your daughter, Hannah Marie Stark, and she was beautiful. "I'm so glad you're both okay." Tony said, catching your attention. "I'm glad, too. You should hold your daughter now. After all the trouble I went through..." You tease him. Tony takes Hannah from your arms and holds her gently. She leans into his chest, and Tony chuckled. "She's going to be a Daddy's Girl." You say, slightly jealous. "She'll love her mommy just as much." Tony said, smiling at the little bundle of joy.

Clint- For one who never loses his composure, Clint was a nervous wreck. Your brother was pacing along side your nervous husband. Your sister was biting her nails, anxious to see you and her niece. Finally, the nurse comes out and brings them inside. Clint sighs in relief to see you okay and holding a baby girl. "Oh, she's beautiful." Your sister coos. You laugh lightly, and Clint walks over to your side. Your brother and sister both take a seat by the wall, and Clint sits on the edge of your bed. "She's gorgeous. What did we agree on for her name?" He asks, smiling. "Rosalinda Nancy Barton." You reply, smiling down at your daughter. "Can I hold her?" Clint asks. "You didn't have to ask. Of course." You say, handing him the baby. He takes her gently, and she leans into his chest automatically. "Daddy's Little Princess." You say, making your sister and brother laugh. "Just like her mother." Your brother chimes in.

Thor- "Is she stable? Am I allowed to see my wife?" Thor asked. You could hear him from down the hall. Your son, William, was peering up at you with blue eyes, Thor's eyes, and you smiled. You cradled the child close to your chest, and you could hear footsteps down the hall. A nurse brought your worried husband into the room, and when he saw you and the baby, he brightened. "She walked over to your bedside, and the nurse left the room. "Isn't he beautiful?" You murmur. "Quite. May I hold him?" Thor asks softly. "Of course. He's your son." You reply, handing him the baby boy. William peeked up at Thor with his bright blue eyes, making him chuckle. "He has your eyes." You whisper. "But he will be what you Midgardians call, a 'mama's boy'." Thor says, making you giggle. 
"There's always hope." You say.

Bruce- "Calm down, Bruce. My baby's a touch girl. She'll be fine." You mother says. You had gone into labor, and Bruce had stayed with your mother and sister. "Yea, you have no idea how many bullies she'd beat up for me." You sister laughed. Bruce smiled a tiny bit, and the nurse came out. "Banner?" The nurse asked. Bruce stood, and she lead him to your room, with your mother and sister following. "She's just fine. You can go see her." The nurse said, and the three of them entered the room. Bruce stopped short when he saw you holding two girls, instead of one. "Twins?" He said, walking in slowly. "Twins." You nod. You had been planning to tell Bruce, but you never knew when the right time was. "This is incredible. What will we name them?" He asked, sitting on the edge of your bed. "I was thinking Katrina Rose and Janice Lily." You say. "Those are beautiful names. Can I hold Katrina?" Bruce asks. You smile and hand him his daughter carefully, and he holds her close. She leans into his chest, and he laughs. "Daddy's Little Girl." He mumbles. You then switch, and he holds Janice, and she warms up to him quickly. "So sweet." Your mom says, smiling. "He's gonna be a great daddy." Your sister giggles. You silently agree.