Y/N opened her eyes drearily still half asleep to see Tony lightly shaking her knee and sitting on the end of her bed. He apologised, told her it was morning and that Peter had woken up but was still heavily under the effects of anaesthesia. He advised that they retrieved his backpack with his clothes he was wearing on the way to the restaurant along with his phone and belongings.

"Can I see him?" She asked, sitting up out of bed and wiping her eyes with a yawn. It was earlier than she was used to waking up on weekends, but it was for a good reason; Peter was conscious.

"He's fallen asleep again but there's something I wanted you to take a look at before you saw him. I found it in his backpack," Tony said holding out a crinkled piece of paper with Peter's handwriting scrawled across it.

"You raided his stuff? What is this?" She said before actually reading it.

"I think he was rehearsing what he was going to say to you that night... You mentioned that you were meeting up to discuss where you both stood with each other right?" Tony said taking a deep breath and telling her he'd let her know when Peter woke up again.

Tony left the room quietly and Y/N asked Jarvis to open the blinds to let the morning light into her room. As they retracted into the roof, she started to read the note in her hands.

𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥. 𝘐𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘮. 𝘐𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺.

It hurt to see that Peter didn't think she had the same level of feelings that he did. She gripped the paper in her hand and took a deep breath, getting out of bed and deciding that if Peter finally knew how she felt, he might give her one last chance.

She yawned and stretched my back as she made my way down the corridor to the living room, saying good morning to Pepper and Tony before telling them she was going to sit with Peter until he woke up. Opening the infirmary door slowly Y/N saw Peter asleep, underneath thin sheets with cords and cables attached to him. She put the note back into his backpack and pulling out his jumper that was shoved into it messily.

She laid it next to his bed gently but it caused him to stir, wake up and screw his face up at the bright light coming in through the window.

"Jarvis, close blinds half way," She asked, smiling at Peter as he turned his head to face her.

"I think I fucked up," he chuckled sadly, referring to the fact he was in such a predicament. It wasn't often you saw superheroes severely injured, beaten and on the verge of death.

"You're a superhero Pete, you're allowed to lose fights," She said sighing.

"Tony told me you were the one who found me... Thank you Y/N... I mean it, you saved my life," he smiled softly.

"Don't thank me, you would have done the same," She responded, shaking her head and moving her chair closer to his bed to hold his hand.

"I'm sorry I missed dinner," he joked.

"Don't apologise, the restaurant was busy and loud anyway. But I um, Tony showed me the note in your backpack... I love you Peter, I really fucking love you. And I'm sorry that I'm not good at expressing these things and I-" Y/N begun.

"Y/N, do you mind passing me the note?" He interrupted, holding his arm out with an uncomfortable groan due to the pain he was in.

She did as he asked, unzipping his backpack and giving him the paper as he promptly tore it in half. Then in half again. She furrowed her brows slightly at what he was doing, but in her mind she knew that he was taking back what he had initially wanted to say to her.

"I love you too. I don't know what has gotten in my head lately but I've obviously just been a fucking idiot and not realised how good I've got it. I think almost dying might've just given me the wake up call I needed to realise that I wasn't listening to what you needed to say and I was just focusing on how hurt I was about the kiss. I wasn't listening to anyone else around me telling me that it was for the greater good because I was just being selfish. You helped the Avengers and that's the only reason you did it. But seriously... You're the best thing that's happened to me Y/N," he smiled.

"You really mean it?" She smiled.

"I promise. Now come kiss me better because I'm in so much fucking pain and need some sort of relief to make me feel better," he laughed.

She laughed with him, leaning over his body and softly kissing him. She made sure not to put any weight on him or make him turn his head to much, as she wasn't sure on how hurt he really was.

It was warm and familiar kissing each other again, like coming home after and extended time away. They kissed in content, completely in love.

"I missed you," he whispered.

"I missed you too," she whispered back.

A/N: Aaaaand that's the end of this story! I hope y'all liked it. And if you did, make sure to read my other books! Xoxox