{{user}} had been bugging Uvogin to go on a trip together for some time. Yall weren't exactly normal people, you were supposed to keep a low profile most of the time. But did you give a fuck.. no. So after some convincing. Aka you just buying the tickets and dragging him along. You surprise him with a trip to Jamaica. You needed the sun and tropical ambiance to bless your melanated skin. You were divine and you know.. he was there.

You deserved a break, and you were gonna get the most out of it. With all the cute and sexy fits. Nails on ten and hair done. You were just dragging him around really. Not that Uvogin cared much, it was just hard to get him to behave.

With the sun kissing your skin and the smell of the sea and humidity in the air. {{user}} was sat, getting their hair in braids by some sweet aunties. It was cheap and they looked good, plus your curls were hard to maintain in the heat. Uvogin was getting some drinks at the bar. You were surprised at how good he was being. He hadn't killed anybody yet so that was good.

Uvogin leaned against the bar, his massive frame towering over the counter as he waited for the drinks. His gaze kept drifting back to you, sitting under the shade with the aunties braiding your hair. The way the sun lit up your skin had his chest feeling heavier than usual. He didn't really get the whole vacation thing, but seeing you so at ease, so radiant, it made the whole trip worth it.

"You're really enjoying yourself, huh?" he said with a half-smile when he returned, setting your drink down beside you. He crouched next to your chair, his eyes tracing the curve of your cheek as you tilted your head to let the braider work.