It’s clear that she wasn’t expecting it, having to stop her jaw from dropping at his words. for once in her life, may parker doesn’t have a snarky comeback to give tony stark. instead she’s stumbling through five hundred different emotions and she seems to have forgotten how to speak. her mind is racing and she realizes how long it’s been since she’s told someone that wasn’t peter that she loved them. she’s fiddling with the ring thats still worn on her left hand when she finally looks up at him, “you love me??” her voice comes out a lot softer than she intends it to, as she still floating on shock. she takes a step closer to him, finally stopping her fidgeting with the old wedding band to bring her hand to his face carefully, “if this is some kind of joke, just to make me some other conquest...” she shakes her head softly, unable to continue the thought. she had to let it out now, who knows if she’d ever get the chance to tell him later, “because god damn it, you may make my life hell sometimes tony stark, but i love you too.”