#AN: This was kind of a literal fever dream and was largely written in a half-coherent stupor. I've attempted to preserve that ethereal, dreamlike quality while making it somewhat coherent, short though it is.


(Rin, Kotori, Eli) permute a fitting

Even if she's still somewhat insecure about her own body, Rin loves to see Kotori at work as much as she loves how Eli can manage to make her feel like a normal girl. She honestly enjoys seeing Kotori indulge her passions.

Kotori remarks that a shared passion is coming to model soon. Rin smirks and steals a kiss from Kotori just as Eli walks in.

For some reason, this causes inspiration to strike!

*Flash*

Rin balances on one leg on Kotori's chair, arms spread wide while Eli's measurements are taken. Again. She almost keeps a straight face. They all know it's just an excuse to paw at their Russian beauty: Kotori knows them all by heart. Eli's ability to keep her poise even though she's half-undressed and blushing fiercely is impressive, though.

*Flash*

Eli watches Kotori work intently while Rin balances a pencil on her nose from the floor. Kotori is in one of her working fugue states, the kind where she forgets to blink or eat for long stretches. Rin keeps an ear out for the sounds of an empty stomach.

Sitting on the floor is strategy!

*Flash*

Rin is curled up in a sunny spot, catnapping while Kotori pins the panels for an extravagant floor length blue ball gown. Kotori and Eli freeze when Rin shifts and mewls in contentment. They manage to stifle their giggling enough that her sleep is undisturbed. Barely.

*Flash*

Rin clutches Kotori around the waist from behind, both of them blushing a bit as Eli strikes a seductive pose from the podium. Eli winks and makes a come hither gesture. Cat faced, Rin winks back and pushes Kotori into Eli's arms for a deep kiss.

*Flash*

Rin and Eli stand side-by-side, long practice allowing them synchronise their ridiculous fake oujou laugh while Kotori turns beet red and pushes her fingertips together. They can't keep it up, and dissolve into genuine laughter, leaning on each other to stay upright.

*Flash*

Kotori's face lights up and she hurriedly pushes Rin into the adjoining storage and locks the door. Bemused, Eli waits.

*Flash*

The lock clicks and the door bursts open.

Rin comes barreling out in a perfectly cut pantsuit with tail coat and tiny crown. She nearly knocks Eli over, but manages to sweep her off her feet instead. Eli's mouth forms a little "o" of surprise at the gallantry of the manoeuvre. She's not used to being held like this.

Kotori snaps as many photos as possible.

*Flash*

Kotori nearly busts a gut laughing over Rin's expression, camera abandoned because she's clutching her sides. Rin struggles to remain standing as Eli pouts at the prospect of maybe being "too heavy".

*Flash*

Rin is sitting, still holding Eli in her lap like a bride. Eli loops her hands around Rin's neck and stares lovingly into her eyes. Wide-eyed, Kotori scrambles to retrieve her camera and resume shooting. Her nosebleed coincides with Rin being pulled in for a toe-curling kiss.

*Flash*

Eli is now sitting in Kotori's with chair, singing lightly. At either side, heads resting on her thighs, Kotori and Rin close their eyes to enjoy the tune. Their hands meet over Eli's lap and fingers intertwine.

As she finishes, she looks down, content to bask in the drowsy moment. Reaching out, Eli cards her fingers through their hair.

"I adore you."