Loki watches without being noticed as Clint sits on the floor. Playing with the assortment of toys Loki had left for him. He builds up a tower of wooden blocks, and giggles as he knocks them down. Loki smiles.

Loki had put his mind control to good use. He had planned on using Clint as his own assassin, but when he realized the full extent of his mind control he couldn't resist using it to mentally regress Clint.

When Loki enters the room Clints face lights up. He extends his arms to Loki, and with a huge smile across his face says "Up!".

Loki reaches down and picks up the man, as heavy as he is. "Ah, you're a heavy one" he teases. Clint doesn't register what he says, but giggles anyways. He wraps his arms around Loki's neck, and his legs around his waist for support.

"How is my little boy?" Loki asks, smiling at the giggling Clint.

"Good," Clint says, and hides his face in the groove of Loki's neck. Clint puts two fingers in his mouth and sucks on them. Clint never ceases to delight Loki. While he faces a war with the world he takes joy in Clint.

Loki feels Clint's stomach growl against his chest.

"Is somebody hungry?" he asks.

"Ya" Clint says, with his fingers still in his mouth.

Loki lets out a laugh, and places him on the ground. "You wait there, I'll be right back" Loki says.

Clint pulls his fingers out of his mouth quickly, producing a stream of drool down his cheek. "Nooo!" he protests.

Loki wipes the drool from Clint's cheek with his sleeve, "I'm just going to get you some food".

"No," Clint says, grabbing onto Loki s leg.

"Okay, come with me then" Loki says. He can't say no to Clint while he's like this, it's impossible for him. He bends down and picks up Clint again. Clint squeals with excitement and holds onto Loki.

..

Loki carry's him into the kitchen, and puts him down on a chair at the table. "Stay there please" he says, as he heads towards the refrigerator.

"What does my little boy want for supper?" Loki calls to Clint.

"Peaches!" Clint calls, clapping his hands when Loki grabs a jar of baby food peaches from the fridge.

Loki puts a bib around Clints neck, and proceeds to feed Clint spoonfuls of the peaches.

Clint is a very messy eater. He delights in showing Loki how many peaches he can hold in his mouth at once. "Look Loki!" he says with delight, peaches already dripping out of his mouth.

Loki smiles as he wipes the mess off of Clint's face with a warm wash cloth, "That's wonderful, my boy".

Clint swallows, finishing off the rest of his peaches.

He climbs down off his chair and waddles over to Loki

Loki sees the sag of Clints diaper. He knows how difficult Clint is during diaper changes. "Can you be a good boy and take your pants off for me?" Loki asks, hoping to trick Clint.

Clint smiles, and proceeds to show Loki how good he is at this task. He pulls down his pants and carefully steps out of them. "I did it!" he says proudly.

"Good boy! Now bring those pants to me," Loki commands softly. Clint drags them across the floor, and hands them to Loki. "Good boy!" Loki says, patting Clint's head.

"Now lets check your diaper" Loki says. Clint realizes he's been deceived, his facial expression drops.

"No!" he screams, and immediately tries to grab his pants back. "No Loki!", he cries when Loki pulls them away from him.

"Clint, just let me check your diaper and if you're all clean I'll give these back" Loki says, trying to calm down Clint.

"Noooo! I clean!" Clint says, pulling his shirt down over his diaper.

"Clint, I can see you're diaper hanging there. Be a good boy and let me change it, then we'll have a cuddle"

Clint, who was about ready to cry, perks up at the mention of cuddling. "Cuddles?" he asks, looking up at Loki with wide eyes.

"Yes, my boy, but first you've got to let me take care of that dirty diaper"

"Okay," Clint says, placing his fingers back in his mouth.

Loki prepares the supplies. He spreads a changing mat on the floor, and calls Clint over. "Lay down Clint".

Clint obeys.

Loki removes the tapes from the swollen diaper. "You must tell me when you wet baby, it's not healthy to be this wet for so long", he says as he pulls the diaper from underneath Clint's bottom.

Clint blushes slightly, "I clean" he replies.

Loki chuckles, and thoroughly wipes Clint's crotch with baby wipes.

When he's content with his work he lifts Clint's legs slightly and places a new diaper underneath him. He powders him with baby powder, to prevent a rash.

Clint lets out a small cough from the powder, "Almost done baby," Loki replies as he tapes up the new diaper. "There you are!" he says, picking up Clint, "Now, who's ready for a nap?".

"No Loki! Cuddles!" Clint protests.

"Of course, baby, we'll have a nap together" Loki replies. Clint is content with this answer, and rests his head on Loki's shoulder, as Loki carries him to their room.

...

Loki pulls the covers up over them. Clint clings to Loki's body, his head resting on Loki's chest. Loki drapes one arm protectively around Clint.

Loki's heart warms as Clint falls asleep still clinging to his body, drooling slightly on his chest.

It may be mind control, but he pretends it's real. He clings to the idea.

...

Clint pulls his fingers out of his mouth as soon as he realizes they've found their way back there. Pull yourself together Clint he thinks to himself.

He stands in the middle of the incontinence section of the pharmacy. His cheeks a dark shade of red. Lately he has found himself waking up with wet sheets, or involuntarily wetting himself around Stark tower. The others believe it's post traumatic stress disorder. But combined with the overwhelming desire to wear diapers Clint isn't sure what it is.

He doesn't know what happened between himself and Loki. But he knows, for whatever sick reason, he can't help himself from missing Loki.