The prompt is: "You are really soft".

Warnings: none

When you woke up in the morning you were happier than you had been in a long time, and you didn't think of yourself as an unhappy person.

Last night you had been at a family get together of both yours and Alfred's family and it had gone amazing.

Not that you loved seeing your extended family that much, they were as annoying as the usual extended family could be, and Alfred's family wasn't too pleasant either, but he had had a surprise for you, one that made you the happiest person alive.

You had met Alfred at a library, whereas you had to study he just felt like he had wanted to.

You had collected the books you needed for your studying, but you had realized one was missing, which you didn't mind.

When you had sat down at one of the tables you saw the book you had been looking for laying there in front of a boy you didn't recognize.

Deep in your studies you had reached out for said book only to make contact with someone else's hand.

When you had looked up you had looked up into the stranger's eyes, who was blushing madly, as were you.

You had laughed at the awkward moment and had apologized, reaching over the table to offer him your hand as a greeting.

The stranger was cute, he had shoulder long dark hair that framed his pale face beautifully and his eyes were warm and kind.

When you introduced yourself the stranger took your hand shaking it.

"My name's Alfred", he told you with a beautiful melodic voice, smiling at you shily.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kayla", he had said and you had blushed at him saying your name, tugging some of your strawberry blonde hair behind your ear.

From then on you had seen each other around more often, taking the opportunity to talk until you had asked him out, acting on the mutual attraction you felt, because he didn't seem brave enough to do so.

Your relationship had grown steadily, you loved being together and even moved in together, and then yesterday night had happened.

The family gathering had taken place at Alfred's family house, and after a while he had asked you to take a walk with him through the garden.

When you had reached the pavilion which had fairy lights hanging from the ceiling Alfred grew nervous, and he smiled at you hopefully.

He began to tell you the story of how you met from his perspective, how a radiantly beautiful girl had sat down in front of him in the library, how he couldn't believe his luck that you had moved in with him and how he couldn't believe either that you felt the same way about him as he felt about you, before he moved down to kneel in front of you.

You were blushing madly, not believing that what was happening was actually real, as he continued to talk.

"Please, Kayla, would you do me the honor of marrying me?", he asked you and he hadn't finished asking when you already nodded.

You were both quite young, but you knew you loved him more than you had ever loved anyone, and it just felt right.

"Yes, Alfie, yes please", you had answered and he had looked so relieved, so happy he even looked a bit on drugs.

When you got back to your families Alfred announced your engagement the night was spent partying, and even Judith seemed somewhat happy.

Letting the events of last night run through your head you turned around in bed, coming face to face with your now fiancé.

Alfred seemed to still be sleeping, his features relaxed and happy in his sleep.

You continued watching him until you saw him waking up, and you moved to press a short kiss to his lips.

You could see a smile forming on Alfred's face as you did so and you felt his hand settle on the side of your face, caressing your cheek.

"Good morning, beautiful", you heard his still quite sleepy voice and you smiled as you replied.

"Good morning, Alfie", you said softly and you saw him blinking, waking his still foggy mind up further as he rubbed his eyes.

"How are you today?", Alfred asked you as he sat up in bed against the headboard, hair falling messily into his face but he didn't pay it any mind.

He never asked you that question in the morning and his happy and sleepy air had disappeared into an observing one as he watched you closely.

You moved to cuddle with him, putting your head and the hand that was heavier than usual with the ring he had given you the night before on his chest.

"I'm amazing", you answered and you could hear Alfred's heartbeat pick up a bit.

"Are you sure? I mean... are you still sure you want to marry me?", he asked and you chuckled before you realized that he was serious.

"Of course I am! I love you, more than anything", you told him as you sat up on your elbow to be able to look at him.

Once again you saw relief in his face and you smiled widely as he took the hand with the ring on it in his, kissing it softly.

"I love you too", he told you and he smiled as he moved to lay down again, facing you.

"Come here", you told him softly as you stretched out your arms and he moved closer, cuddling so his head was resting on your chest and his arms were wrapped around your waist.

You usually cuddled the other way around, with your head on his chest but you knew Alfie needed a bit of reassurance.

You smiled as you kissed the top of his head, smelling the shampoo he used that always got you weak in the knees.

You were about to say something when he beat you at it.

"You are really soft", you heard him say and his outburst made you laugh, showing that he was still affected by sleep.

"Oh, really? You don't say", you laughed and you were sure Alfred was smiling as well.

You put your hand on his head, letting your fingers run through his hair gently and you could feel him relaxing, as were you.

After a few minutes of silent cuddling you heard Alfred's stomach grumble and you chuckled softly.

"Breakfast in bed?", you asked and you felt him nodding.

You nodded as well, before you came to a realization that left you groaning.

Who was going to make said breakfast?