Is The Hawkeye Ticklish?
Summary: Kate wonders if her friend and favorite Avenger Clint is ticklish, but tickling him also lands her in some trouble!!!
This is my first time writing for Marvel so please be nice!!! 💕🐉 My writing hasn’t been the best lately but that’s alright
Switch!Clint & Switch!Kate
Kate and Clint have come pretty close, especially after Kate met his family and they bonded over archery. The two loved each others’ company and they loved doing things together. Kate was over at Clint’s house while his family was out for a bit. Lucky was there too.
Kate and Clint were playing with and petting Lucky. The retriever rolled over, inviting Kate to give him a belly rub.
“You like that, don’t you?” Clint said, smiling at the cute dog, also reaching down to pet his tummy.
“Ooh, he loves it! Look at that happy little puppy smile!!!” Kate chuckled.
Lucky yipped and rolled as the two archers pet him, making it look like he was laughing. Kate had forgotten tickling existed because she hadn’t been tickled for years, but the topic suddenly rushed back into her head.
“I think the puppy is ticklish!” Kate beamed, shaping her hands into a claw and tickling the dog instead of rubbing it. “Which makes me want to ask, are you ticklish, Clint?”
Clint laughed a little. “I don’t know, and I don’t want you to find out.”
But Clint did know, he just didn’t want to tell Kate because she would be annoying if he openly told her he was ticklish. Clint knew where he was ticklish too, his family and Natasha tickled him a lot.
“But it will be fun! I want to know if the official Hawkeye is ticklish!!! Besides, you don’t laugh much, so this will definitely get you giggling!!!” Kate kept a bright smile on her face at the thought that she would tickle Clint to pieces.
“Let’s not.”
“But I just wanna knowww!!!”
“No.”
“Yes!”
“No.”
“Stop saying that, Clint!!! You’re obviously too shy to be tickled which makes me think that you’re really ticklish!”
“…but I’m not ticklish…” Clint kept his cool, not letting his face go red.
Kate walked her fingers up his side, squeezing his upper ribs. Clint let out a small yelp and jerked away.
“Oh-ho, I knew the Hawkeye was ticklish”
“Kate, no…”
“Kate, yes!!!” The black haired girl swung her other hand over and rapidly squeezed Clint’s other side, making him squirm and laugh.
“Kahahate! Fihihine! Ihi guehess I’m tihicklish! Buhut you’ll nehever fihind my weheak spohots”
“Is that an invitation for me to find your tickle spots!? Please, this is going to be a piece of cake! I can do whatever I set my mind to”
Kate began to poke around Clint’s belly, making his laugh raise a few octaves, but he still wasn’t quite dying of laughter.
Kate finally moved up to his armpits, a common tickle spot on most people, and Clint lost it. He slammed his arms down and laughed uncontrollably.
“KAHATE STOHOHOP!!!!!” Clint screeched, eyes watering a bit.
“Alright, but I’ll have to remember this!” Kate removed her hands from Clint’s ticklish armpits.
“You are a monster” He said.
“A tickle monster” Kate teased. Clint rolled his eyes and ruffled her hair. A cute and funny moment until…
“You have 3 seconds to run” Kate’s face dropped from a smile to a look of terror.
“3”
“Wait Clint, nonono”
“2”
“CLINT!”
“I’d start running if I were you”
“Yeah but I’m not ticklish”
“Bullshit, your time is up, uh oh”
“Oh god Clint no no wahahait-“
Clint dragged Kate down so she was laying flat on her back, Clint was straddling her waist.
“Oi! You’re so heavy” Kate grunted.
“I don’t care” Clint said, shoving his hands into Kate’s armpits, just like she did to him. Kate screamed.
“CLIHIHIHINT NOHOHO!”
“You started this!!!” Clint scribbled along her belly, then started squeezing her sides, then squeezing her ribs, then her hips, thighs…
Her hips might’ve been her worst spot. The rapid squeezes made her loose it, and to make things worse, Clint pinned her arms above her head so she couldn’t stop anything, and then he squeezed her armpits rapidly which sent her into hysterics.
“CLIHIHIHINT IHI CAHANT BREHEHEATHE!!!” She squealed.
“You’re being a bit dramatic, don’t you think?” Clint asked teasingly.
“WHYHY YOU SOHO GOOD AT THIHIS!!!?”
“I have kids! I do this all the time to them! You know something else I do a lot, something I especially do to Nathaniel, that he loves?” Clint asked.
“WHAHAT!!!???” Kate screeched.
“I do this a lot” Clint pulled Kate’s top up slightly and rested it at the top of her midriff, blowing huge raspberries on her tummy and nuzzling his face in with every one.
Kate let out a deadly scream, it all tickled so badly, and the noise added to it. Kate kicked her legs and squirmed as much as she could, but it wasn’t stopping. Clint even grabbed her hips to center her in place so she wouldn’t move around anymore.
After about several more raspberries, Kate’s laugh fizzled into silent and snorty laughter, signaling Clint to stop.
“You snort too?” Clint giggled a bit, pulling Kate’s shirt down and gently patting her tummy.
“Sh-shuhut u-uhup” Kate breathed heavily.
Tickle fights happened a lot more after that day.
<3 The end! 💕🐉