— Darling, of course I understand everything, but.. Can you give me my work shirt?

Vic asked, knocking on your room with his knuckles. He's going to be going to work soon and doing some partially bloody things, and he'd better be in a uniform that he doesn't mind getting dirty.. And you opened the door in his blue shirt.

— Oh, shit.. And out of all the possibilities, did you choose this?

He chuckled. Well, there's no point denying that this picture turned him on.