The prompts are 34: "You can put your cold feet on me.", and 42: "My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on".

Warnings: mentions of sex

When you woke up that morning you immediately remembered that your parents would come over to see your new apartment and to meet your boyfriend Alfred properly.

He had met them once or twice when taking you out, but now that you were living together they had voiced their wish to meet him for longer than just five minutes.

Turning in bed you moved to look at him, his dark hair in deep contrast to the white pillows and blanket, which he was once again hogging.

It was a habit of his, the years of having to sleep in a bed alone enticing him to hug the blanket instead of you, which always made you chuckle.

Your feet always began to freeze when the night air hit them without a blanket to protect them, but you didn't mind.

You smiled when you put one of your cold hands on his face to push some hair out of the way.

You heard Alfred groan slightly as he woke up, his eyes settling on yours and though you had awoken him with a slight startle he smiled at you apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I'm still getting used to it", he chuckled as he entangled himself from the blanket, raising it and pulling you towards him to warm you up.

When you moved closer to him your feet came in contact with his, and he jumped slightly.

"You can put your cold feet on me. Seriously, they're freezing", he whispered as he hugged you closer, setting a small kiss to your hairline.

You laughed softly and entangled your legs with his, pushing your hands under his shirt to warm up again.

It was supposed to be one of the hottest days of the year as of yet, but the nights were still cold and windy.

"We should get our fan fixed sometime soon", you said softly as you thought about how hot it had been a few weeks ago, and that your fan had broken in the middle of one of those days, leaving you defenseless except for the fridge, with cold drinks and ice.

"You're talking about the fan but you are freezing cold", Alfred chuckled into your hair, making you smile as you leaned in to kiss one of his collarbones.

"Yeah well it's going to be hot today, and we have quite a lot of work to do, so obviously I'm already mourning our fan", you joked, letting your warmed up fingertips trace over his stomach and chest.

You heard him laugh, you weren't sure if it was at your attempt of a joke this early in the morning or because he was slightly ticklish, but you didn't mind either.

"Well then we'll have to do that work in the nude", he chuckled and you laughed out loud.

"Alfie, what happened to the awkward boy I used to date?", you smiled as you sat up to look at him and he grinned back at you.

"Oh I'm still awkward, I'm just too comfortable with you for that now", he smiled as he leaned in to kiss you.

Alfred kept his promise, the two of you cooking together with a minimal amount of clothes on.

He was merely wearing shorts, just like you, but you had added a biki top and a messy bun to the look.

You loved cooking together as a couple, though it oftentimes ended with a bit of burnt food because your attention had shifted from cooking to each other, leaving the food to fend for itself.

When you had invited your parents over for dinner you had decided to cook for them, your choice falling on homemade pasta with a few sides you had cooked together already, and loved.

The day went by quickly, between tidying up the still messy apartment, taking your time while making pasta, cooking and setting the table there wasn't much time left, and with the time that had gotten stolen by you getting distracted by each other and ending up in bed together again you were in a hurry to dress up and get ready.

When you ran into Alfred on your way to the kitchen to set up the drinks he was just wearing his pants and no shirt, making you stop in your tracks while you let your eyes rake over his body for a few seconds before chuckling.

"My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on", you said with as much authority as you could muster, smiling at him as you rushed towards the kitchen, leaving him standing alone in the living room.

When you filled the glasses you had set up with champagne you felt Alfred's arms wrap around you from behind, making you relax as he lazily pressed soft kisses to your neck, your body sinking into the embrace as you let out a breath.

"You know, I just realized something. When you were so bossy to me just now, I think we should try that in the bedroom once or twice", he said and smiled mischievously, and you turned around to look into his eyes with surprise, awe and curiosity.

Just when you were about to answer the doorbell sounded and you let out a breathy chuckle.

You loved the shy Alfred you had gotten to know over the months, but bold Alfred had the power to make your knees grow weak any second.

"Later", you smiled, pressing a kiss to his lips before you moved to open the door for your parents to enter.