starter for @scftrot !
victor should've maybe been a little more conscious about the decision to book a two bedroom loft and have marina sleep a few steps away from him every night. it should've occurred to him that they weren't working so there's no need for his ASSISTANT to be so close by. but he's a man of habit and she was the one who booked the place for them. so he can't be the only one to blame. the rest of the company stayed elsewhere on the beach, within other lofts that weren't quite as nice. this loft, that marina and victor were in, was more often used for HONEYMOONS than anything else. another oversight.
work has been stressful. there's too much to do at any given time. victor couldn't run without marina. so if anyone DESERVED the relaxation, it was them two. he always joked that if anything were to happen to him, marina would be the ceo of choice.
he looks over his outfit in the mirror. a deep breath in and out. it's WEIRD trying to relax when he feels like he should be working. even the vacation getup is a little ridiculous. he can't remember the last time he had his chest out. "i need a drink." victor finally tells himself and makes his way downstairs.
"there you are." the male makes his way down the stairs. she's pouring herself a glass of wine and he immediately knows the vacation is officially about to begin. his eyes cast over her like an animal HUNGRY for his prey. "wow. look at you. and here i thought you only had sexy little outfits for the office. how long have you had this island getup?" he tries to keep his comments light and comical, just like in the office, but it's hard not to be hopelessly needy for her now that work isn't looming over them. "how's the complimentary wine? good enough or should we ask the resort to send over some of our favorites?"
