The fact that he really needed to keep a brighter mood for this trip was definitely something he would take to heart. He was too, well, uptight and he really needed to just relax and handle himself as professionally as he could. Scratch that. He just needed to relax. That kiss had definitely helped and when Mathias mentioned doing it again if he was still not in a brighter mood placed him in an even better mood if that was possible. While the other male went off to the shower he just sat back in his chair, waving the stewardess off when she politely asked if he wanted anything. After that large meal and satisfactory drinks he was fine for now. Until he had to use the bathroom anyway; it might be a good idea to use it. Victor was not afraid of flying at all, but the thought of squeezing into a small space did make him feel uneasy even if this was a private jet. Using the bathroom could wait unless is body decides he needed it right this moment.<br/><br/>His phone went off just then. Annoyed somewhat he looked to see that it was his father. More than likely the man was looking to give him a lecture or something rather than ask how he was doing or if he could try to do anything for him. Ignoring the phone he sank back in his seat and closed his eyes. The phone went off a second time but he just ignored it again. If anything there would just be an angry and very colorful voicemail waiting for him in a few minutes, which he would automatically proceed to delete. Wouldnâ€™t be the first time his father has called to nag and complainâ€¦ or maybe the man was looking out for him since this was his first really big trip? He doubted that but it could be true right? Did his father care about him? Again doubted it, but the thought lingered.<br/><br/>After taking a deep breath he kept his eyes closed and thought a lot about what was happening.<br/><br/>His thoughts were all hung up on his feelings about Mathias. That kiss had thrown him off guard and what puzzled him even more, or maybe not so much at all, was the fact that he actually enjoyed it. He has been attracted to men for awhile but never has he actually kissed or been kissed by one. Words could not describe the feeling he felt now that everything was beginning to calm down for him. He wanted to do it again. Over and over in his mind, the scene played out and there was probably a big, goofy smile on his face while he sat there. A heavy expel of breath left him while he continued to relax. Eventually the smile faded and he was finding himself becoming a bit drowsy. His eyes were becoming a bit heavy and he fought it off as best he could.<br/><br/>Considering the fact he just ate a pretty good meal it was only natural to be a bit drowsy, right? Victor didnâ€™t want to go to sleep just yet, though. Part of him was a bit nervous and that was keeping him from sleep sadly. Nervousness was bad. Especially when he was alone, meaning he could fall into an dark, old habit he did whenever he was this nervous and he didnâ€™t really want that. Victor practically forced himself to calm down by sipping down another swallow of tea, sitting back against the chair, and closing his eyes. Sleep would find him eventually or until Mathias was finished doing whatever.