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It takes them half an hour to get up from the bedroom floor, but it's not like they do much other than saying 'I love you' over and over again, like they can't get enough of it - which they honestly can't since they have ten years of love they kept from themselves to share. Peter kisses her, but it isn't even making out or anything, he just leaves small pecks on her lips because it gets Y/N giggling every single time just from how happy she is.

Peter feels happy too.

It's something he can't quite explain, but when he looks at him he just feels his heart is so full, like he doesn't need anything else other than to watch the girl in front of him with a smile so big that his eyes are barley open.

When they do finally get up, it's because Y/N says her legs are numb - because she is still sitting on her knees -, but as she shifts to stand up, she doesn't let go of Peter's hand for a single second. It seems that it still bothers her that Peter's mouth is so far away, so Y/N pulls him up so he will stand.

When he is in front of Y/N, looking down onto her eyes, the girl kisses him again - a soft fresh of the lips that is just enough to make her giggle again. But Y/N isn't the only one who can't stop smiling - Peter can feel his jaw aching from the huge smile that he's had on his face for the past half an hour. God. He loves her - and he tells her again because he isn't scared now... and because he can.

There's not much to do today, and Y/N isn't working, but she still asks Peter if he wants to do anything, like go for a walk in the park or go see any tourist spots, or even if he wants to go to get ice cream - like it isn't as cold as the North Pole out. But the thing is, Peter doesn't need much. Actually, he doesn't want much because being in Y/N's apartment feels like home and Peter likes staying home.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Y/N asks, then, still standing in front of Peter, eyes on his - the smile hasn't gone anywhere, even if she looks a little worried that Peter is going for a lazy day when he is only there for the weekend.

Peter licks his lips, hand reaching for Y/N's face and he rests it on her right cheek. For a second, he looks at her - and fuck she's so beautiful and most importantly, Peter feels like she's his. And fuck if it isn't the best feeling in the whole world.

He caresses his thumb on the softness of Y/N's face. "I can't believe you love me." Is what he says, eyes glimmering as he watches her.

At that, Y/N tilts her head, leaning into Peter's touch, closing her eyes, "Can't believe you ever thought otherwise." She says, softly.

Peter's face softens even more, letting out a breath through his nose. He leans in again, pressing another kiss onto her lips. When he pulls away, he bites his bottom lip, "What do you want to watch?"

Narrowing her eyes like she's thing, Y/N bites the inside of her cheek. "How do you feel about Call Me By Your Name?" She asks.

Peter remembers when the movie came out in 2017, at the time they were blipped, but when they came back Peter remembers watching it with her before Mr. Starks funeral, he remembers she absolutely loved it, but he was in to much of a dark place to even notice.

He waits a second, then squints his eyes. "You're not going to cry, right?"

At his words, Y/N lets out a laugh because what a stupid question. Of course she'll crying and Peter knows that very well.
Before they go to the living room, Peter changes into his black sweatpants because there's no way trousers can be as comfortable as sweatpants. He takes his sweater off, Y/N changes into sweats and a sweater. To Peter, It feels a lot warmer inside her apartment, but apparently Y/N doesn't feel the same. It's when he's holding out a black shirt in front of him that he hears Y/N speak.

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