(Requested by: awesome6942! I hope you like it! Sorry it took so long. I had one written and then I realized I actually didn't like it.)

"Steve! Come on, we're going to be late to your birthday party. Tony Stark, putting it on the Fourth, that idiot. This isn't even really your birthday." I huffed as Steve walked out of the bathroom decked out from head to toe in red, white, and blue as I was.

"It's fine, Taisha, really. After all the time as a Capsicle, I've nearly forgotten what day my birthday actually is... Sometime in August or October, I think. At least he's trying." Steve almost ruffled my dark brown hair, but I pushed him away so as to not mess up my carefully done braided bun.

"Not yet, Mr. Rogers. And just in case, we can't go in the same car, or really talk to each other, except for when you open gifts or whatever Tony used his idiotic head to come up with." As you can probably tell, I'm not so fond of Tony. I just know that somehow he'll find out about Steve and I (who are, although in secret, breaking protocol by being together) and then he'll tell someone, who will tell someone else, and someone else, until he eventually reaches Director Fury.

"But Taiiiiii, it's my birthday. I should be able to spend it with whoever I want!" Steve whined like a little boy. I rolled my eyes.

"And you will. After we aren't around other agents. You know what could happen if we get caught."

"Hon, you're worth getting on probation."

I shook my head. I loved him, yes, but at that point, not enough to risk my job for. We went our separate ways, meeting up at Tony's later.

"IT'S THE MAN OF THE HOUR HIMSELF, STEVEN GRANT ROGERS, THE BIRTHDAY BOY!" Tony drunkenly yelled when we walked in. "And Tashashashahsah!" he called out as an afterthought.

"It's Taisha, Tony. Get it right." I growled. He held up his hands.

"Sorry, sorry, Tashashasha. Tasheeshasha? Taaaaaaaashiiiiiiisha. Oh, whatever, I don't care anyways." Tony waved me away with his hand. I searched the room for Steve, who had wandered away. I made my way awkwardly around, not really fitting in with anyone. I grabbed a cup of punch and upon tasting it, realized it had been spiked, probably by Tony.

"Don't drink too much of that. Someone said that Clint spiked it." Steve came up from behind me, whispering in my ear. Oh, if he only knew how much I hated that I loved when he did that.

"Yeah, figured. So, you gotten anything good, Cap?" I called him by what I did before we got together.

"So far, no. But I'm hopeful for the upcoming night, since there's this one girl... And she's the most amazing girl I've ever met." Steve smirked. I nearly had a panic attack- anyone could be listening, anyone could see my blush, his smirk. It was almost too much.

"You sap." I whispered, before floating away to talk to Maria.

"PRESENTSSSSSSSSSS!" Stark screamed from on top of a table that had been pulled into the room. It had a huge pile of presents, and I knew mine was at the very bottom. Steve went over to the table and carefully started opening them, thank yous coming out of his mouth and short stacks forming of cards. OCD. I thought, since I knew it was true.

"Last present is from... Taisha! Well, what a nice surprise, a present from my favorite agent... Okay, well, other than Coulson, at least." he joked to everyone. I waited for his reaction- I had gotten him two presents, and I saved the more lovey-dovey one for later. Or so I thought. Steve stared at what I thought were limited edition trading cards and a miniature shield with awe.

"Wow. That's really... Thank you, Tai. Thank you." he held it in his arms and it was then I realized- I'd switched the wrapping and this was obviously the cute one. It had taken me days to make it, and fabric, tons of it. It was an American flag, proportionate as always, but instead of 50 stars, it had 50, you guessed it, hearts.

"Lemme see it, Rogers. What is it?" Stark took it from him, and stared at it confused for a moment. And then it sunk in.

"GUYS, IT'S ACTUALLY CANON! OTP OTP OTP OTP OTP!" he started chanting, and most everyone joined in. Canon... OTP... So they shipped us all along?

"Congrats, Taisha." I heard Director Fury whisper and someone shoved me towards Steve, who automatically caught me. My cheeks were red, and I was speechless, so I just stared at Steve's blue eyes as he looked into my dark brown ones.

"I made a mistake." I stammered out.

"I guess all mistakes aren't bad then. Happy birthday to me." he said, and hoisted me up, placing a passion filled kiss on my lips. There was a loud cheer when we pulled apart, and I blushed yet again.

"Happy birthday, Captain. I love you." I smiled. Instead of a response, he simply kissed me, harder this time, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"So... When's the wedding?" Tony joked, causing everyone to laugh. And to be honest, I didn't really care about Tony right then. I walked up to Fury, hand-in-hand with Steve.

"So you aren't going to fire us?"

"Fire you? Agent, everyone above a Level 5 has known about you two since you got together!" Fury smiled, a rare occurrence. "So, no. But any funny business on your missions together..." he made a motion as if slicing his throat. I laughed awkwardly, and as if on cue, people started drifting out of the building, like it was just a known fact that the party was over.

"Fireworks!" Steve gasped as he remembered. He dragged me onto one of Tony's many balconies, and wrapped his arms around my waist. We watched as an elaborate display of a rainbow of colors exploded in the sky. I leaned my head against his shoulder, and looked back at him when I thought it was over.

But suddenly he called out, "DO IT NOW!" I looked confusedly at him, but he turned me to see what he was talking about. And in huge red, white, and blue explosions, was my name in a heart.

"Oh, Steve. I love you." I smiled, hugging him tightly.

"Happy Fourth." he giggled.

"Happy birthday."

(GUYS THAT WAS EPIC SUCKAGE. I'M TERRIBLE AT FLUFF. I WRITE ANGST GUYS, SADNESS! I'm sorry if that was like the worst thing you've ever read, because there are three more coming up, and they'll probably be suckier than that one. *sigh* Much love.)