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The Vigilante pt 3 - fluff

A/N: final part to the series!!! will have angst, fluff and words! idk im tired

"i'm sorry steve, i wish i didn't have to do this." you sigh

"hey, right person wrong time right?"

"right. i love you steve. and i always will"

"i love you too. i should pack, we need to go soon" he stood up slowly

"alright, well i'll give you time to do that" you whispered, climbing out of bed and turning, walking towards the bathroom

"y/n?" he called out, causing you to stop

"yeah?" you turn back, locking eyes with him

you took in a moment, taking in his appearance. his shoulders slumped, his hair still a mess. his eyes were glistening, his cheeks and nose red

"thank you y/n, for everything"

"i love you"

"i love you too" he gave you a sad smile, turning back to his bags, leaving you staring at him, heart broken.

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"steve? are you alright? you called me?" natasha spoke into the phone

"Yeah, what about you? are you alright?" he questioned

"Ah, yeah, thanks. I got lucky." Frowning she looks around, then stands up. "I know how much Barnes means to you. I really do. Stay home. You'll only make this worse. For all of us. Please." she begged

"Are you saying you'll arrest me?" his voice shocked, confused

"No. Someone will If you interfere. That's how it works now."

"If he's this far gone, Nat, I should be the one to bring him in."

"Why?"

"Because I'm the one least likely to die trying." Steve ends the call, shoving his phone into his pocket

"Shit." she muttered

"She tell you to stay out of it?" he looks over the two of them, both adorn in baseball caps and shades "Might have a point."

"He'd do it for me." steve nods

"in 1945, maybe. I just want to make sure we considered all our options. The people that shoot at you usually wind up shooting at me." sam defends, but is ultimately interrupted by sharon standing next to steve

"Tips have been pouring in since that footage went public. Everybody thinks the Winter soldier goes to their gym. Most of it's noise. Except for this." she slides steve a file, trying not to draw too much attention "My boss expects a briefing, pretty much now . . . so that's all the head start you're gonna get."

"Thank you." he grasps the folder, nodding

"And you're gonna have to hurry. We have orders to shoot on sight." she turned, leaving the two men in the coffee shop.

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"ms l/n?" a small voice rang through your ears. you shoot your head up, locking eyes and feeling your smile appear

"hey Jacob, whats up?" you turn, leaning on the edge of the table "shouldn't you be outside?"

"i know, but uh i think my mom forgot to pack my lunch. i can't find it"

"here, wheres your backpack? i can help you look" you chirp, standing up and following the 7 year old to his hanger. he hands you the bag and you search, nothing in there. "is there anywhere else it could be?"