A/N: alright so here it is, the third and final part for this. I haven't wrote it yet because I lost sight of this, but I think I know how to end it. If you don't like it then I'm sorry. Here goes nothing.
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"He really doesn't know what to do with himself huh?" I nod my head in response, taking a sip of the martini in my hand. His movements were all over the place, he was nervous, I could tell. "Yeah, but now all I need is for him to listen to me." I set the glass down on the counter, feeling my heart rate quicken at how totally nervous I was. I coughed, grabbing his attention, his blue eyes meeting mine. "Get him back Y/N, you got this." I smiled, hearing Natasha's voice over the comms. I had finally gotten Steve alone in the room with me, which was quite hard to do if I may add. With Tony and Natasha watching me from the tech room, they had locked us in the lab. No way of getting out unless Tony decides to lift the security doors surrounding the inside.

"Steve, I need you to hear me out on this." I crossed my arms over my chest, sadness laced in my words. He copied my movements, crossing his arms over his chest as well and puffing out his chest. "I'm listening." I closed my eyes taking in a deep breath, my nervousness dying down just slightly.

"That night where you saw me at the bar, I was on an undercover mission." My eyes opened to look at him, expecting a bold reaction out of him. Telling me that he doesn't believe, or that I don't love him. When he didn't respond and his hard gaze didn't change I went on. "Director Fury had assigned me this mission when you were back in Europe searching for Bucky." Steve's blue eyes softened a bit at the mention of Bucky's name.

"Ever since Hydra's files had been leaked out across the globe, he needed to send someone in to check out a manufacturing company." I uncrossed my arms, looking down and fiddled with my fingers. "He sent me, because he knows that I can blend in with the crowd."

"You should have told me." His voice was soft, the feeling of guilt inside of him making him run his hands through his blonde hair. "I would have, but Fury thought otherwise." I took careful steps towards him, his face was in his hands as he took a seat on the chair. My hands grabbed the stool near the white board and I set it beside Steve, taking a seat myself.

"Well now I feel like a complete ass." He said, regret in his tone. I couldn't help but chuckle though. "Careful Cap, you better watch your language." Steve pulled his hands away and lent his head back, a laugh erupting from his lips. I laughed too, god how I missed hearing him laugh. "I really am sorry though, I shouldn't have questioned you. I was out of line."

I grasp his hand, stroking his knuckles with my thumb and gave him a small smile. "I know and I forgive you." My soft e/c eyes looked into his bright blue ones. "Just kiss him already!" I heard both Tony and Natasha into my comms. I smiles widely and stiffled a laugh as I leaned in and kissed Steve. My hand was cupping the side of his face, his kisses still to this day giving me butterflies in my stomach. He pulled back first a little breathless and rested his forehead against mine.

"I guess this means I have to fix the door huh, considering I broke it?" My eyes widen as I pull back, giving him a playful slap on the arm. "You haven't even fixed it?! It's been a month!"

A/N: Well yeah here is it the last and finall part for Excuses. I'm sorry if this was like really shitty. It's currently 1:50am where I live and I have a big ass headache going on. But eveyone kept bombarding me with comments and messages telling me they wanted a part three. So I thought it was time to get off my ass and give you all one. But anyways I hope you liked it, and since I did a part three for this....that means I have to do a Clint anniversary part two. Like and comment!!❤️