|Towards the Endgame|

•Chapter 100• Confess To Me

A/n: 100 chapters?! Okay, I will be completely honest, I did not expect this book to become this long. Before we start the 100th chapter, I just wanna say thank you all for all your support over these past months, years even. This is the longest I have probably ever worked on a fic. It's insane. Thank you! Let's get to the chapter! It's a longer one again!  I will add, that there is suggestive language in this chapter along with smut, indicated by: (∆). If you are uncomfortable, please skip. And minors please do not interact. I hope you enjoy it!
-Jay25211🤗💜

Peter felt the warmth throughout his entire body when Y/n rested on top of him again. After walking to his bedroom and getting changed, he was still sleepy but he couldn't fall asleep. He felt sleep drunk. He knew he was. Maybe his body rejected the sleep because he wanted to spend more time with her like this. Just a little longer. "I love you so much." He mumbled to her. His nose was right above her hair and his mouth pressed against her head. If he could crawl into her he would. Just a little closer. Just a little more intimate. Y/n rested her hand on his chest. She could feel his heartbeat and feel his warmth. This felt nice. Having Peter this close to her. He was cute when he was this sleep drunk. It didn't happen this often anymore. It would happen sometimes if he was studying or doing his homework late at night. Sometimes when they were watching a movie or when he couldn't fall asleep because they were just chatting in this very bed. "I love you too, Pete."
"No, no. You don't understand." He told her, "You really have no idea how much I love you, Y/n. You weren't there. Do you have any idea how many times I rambled on and on about you to Ned? He told me to shut up at some point because it was four in the morning and I couldn't stop talking about you. Like, you're so amazing. I love you more than anything in the whole world. I think I talked about the new soap you used for about two and a half hours." Y/n laughed softly at him. She knew Peter was crazy about her, but this she did not know. She wasn't there when he and Ned hung out. "You seriously have no idea. I talked to everyone about you. I couldn't shut up. I'm so annoying. I really am. I'm surprised Ned hasn't hit me yet. I keep rambling on and on." He said, "I wish I could show or make you feel the way I do, baby. I sound so desperate right now." He sounded so goofy and he knew it too. He kept giggling. "You're sweet, Peter." She kissed his chest sweetly. Her hand gently traveled up and down his chest. "I mean it, though."

"I feel like I need to apologize." He added. Y/n opened her eyes to look up at him with a frown. "What do you mean? Apologize for what?" She could only hope that Peter did not blame himself for any of this. None of this was his fault. "Apologize for what happened with MJ. Back during the trip around Europe. In Prague and London, Venice... I've already said it-"
"Peter, we've been over that. Neither of us handled that well." Y/n reminded him. It never got easier to talk about what happened almost two years ago. What could have happened? "I know. I've said it a thousand times. If not more. But I am. I am so sorry. Somehow, I can't understand why I could let that happen. I never stopped loving you. Not even for the slightest moment. Not when you're busy with work, not when you're shouting at me, or when we fight. I can't stop loving you. I can't. Ad I never have, not for one moment. And I don't want you to think that I did." His grip on her waist got a little stronger. He wanted her to be even closer. "I'm not just sorry about MJ, baby. I feel so bad about what I've been saying and what I've been thinking. It's not right." He muttered. Y/n was curious, certainly, but Peter was tired. It felt a little like she was taking advantage of him. He could say anything now and maybe regret it tomorrow. She didn't want him to say anything he didn't want to share. "Peter, baby, you don't have to say anything. Just go to sleep, okay? I don't want you to say something you might regret later." She combed her hands through her boyfriend's curls and kissed his cheek. "No, no, I want to." He told her. She felt his hand going up and down her back assumingly. "You know the whole thing with MJ? I think that's part of why I didn't trust him, you know?" She frowned a little. "Don't trust who?"
"Harley," Peter answered. He almost felt ashamed for thinking this. Y/n would never cheat on him. He's certain of that. Harley had intentions and confessed to them. "There have been moments where I found it so difficult to have him around not only because of his intentions or feelings toward you. I've been scared too. That because of what happened with MJ maybe you would want to, like, get back at me. I know you'd never do that. But I have been so scared that you were angry with me."