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2PRomaPol: Fabulous

The two of them met at a fashion show. Feliks was criticising and pointing out the flaws in every one of the designs, and Flavio was sitting next to him, agreeing wholeheartedly. After the show, Flavio went to Feliks, told him that he was an aspiring fashion designer, and asked him if he could take a look at his designs.

Feliks agreed, of course. If there was one thing he prided himself in, it was his eye for fashion.

He couldn't find a flaw in the Italian's designs and told the other so, and Flavio squealed in delight. Feliks was pleased, though, and Flavio asked him if he would help him make the designs.

It was fun, searching for fabrics together. Feliks was surprised that Flavio didn't mind the materials he chose, no matter how pink or sparkly they were. But Flavio did state that Feliks would look better in darker pink than lighter, since it made more of a statement. And Feliks couldn't help but agree.

Flavio had also asked Feliks to act as mannequin for him, and Feliks would wear the clothes, especially making a point to see if the clothes were comfortable. Flavio had stated that he wanted to make clothes that looked and felt good, because if you felt good, then you would look even better.

Whenever Feliks would feel discomfort, Flavio would make adjustments. And Feliks didn't mind it when Flavio would ask him to wear feminine clothes. He actually found that it made him look cute. But Feliks would find himself extremely annoyed when Flavio would need a model with more… cleavage. Something for everyone, Flavio had claimed.

The two spent a lot of time together, and it was almost impossible to see one without the other. Even Flavio's brother started to accept Feliks as part of the package, telling the Pole that Flavio had never had a friend before because he was always so… different. And that made Feliks feel even more special to Flavio.

It was when Flavio had managed to book his first show that the two had gone out drinking together to celebrate. They didn't care how much they were drinking, only that they were having a good time. And when they started making out, neither of them could find themselves regretting the action.

Not even in the morning, when they woke up lying in the same bed, their clothes missing and arms wrapped around each other.

I figured these two would bond over fashion.