Alec loved to cook for you, his partner of 3 years, and for him. Usually it was him who did the cooking—although sometimes he worked late at night and you did the cooking—and you both ate British food.

But one day, on your 4th anniversary, you decided to cook something together with Alec, but this time food from your home country, Spain.

So you tried to cook Paella—like the good Valencian you were—. The counter was a mess as you cooked the rice, while Alec wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, kissing your neck at times. "The food smells so good..." He murmured, as he placed soft little kisses on his partner's neck.