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𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎 - 𝚁𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛

Hey, I'm back in the writing mines. Uhhhhh yeah this ones happening. I hope you all like it! This is an AU that I kinda just came up with on the fly, hope you like it :)

Type: Gen/fluff

Warnings: swearing I think
That might be all

Bonus: vv wholesome Fundy and Eret stuffs

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No POV

Sitting in the small group was our lovely ginger, he was brought along to this meeting with some higher end coustumers so he could get to know what it was like working with them, although he didn't want to be there, the food sucked, he couldn't be on his phone or come up with sketch designs or anything or the sorts. Once again he came along because Eret had promised to buy him lunch and who in there right mind would reject that after all he did take him to good places for lunch. So there he was, sitting on a rather uncomfortable leather like automan watching Eret talk to these people. Before he was called over, asked his option and then dismissed. He just wanted this damn appointment to be over, sure it was good practice but he was board out of his mind unlike usual. Before he knew it Eret was picking up his bags and was getting ready to go, saying the usual "yep we'll keep I contact" and "it should be finalized soon!" He always seemed so joyful, he didn't know how he did it especially when half of them were dicks to them. The ginger picked up his bag as well, slinging it over his shoulder before walking out with the other, getting into the elevator they waited for the doors to close before taking off their sunglasses and looking over at their apprentice "look Fundy I'm sorry that took so long, I really wasn't expecting it to take this long" he said looking over at the other apologetically "it's alright Eret, you didn't have control over how long it took, let's just go get well at this point dinner, I'm starving" he said looking up at the other with a smile.

Fundy had known Eret since he was in high school, his senior year he was taken under the wing of this designer because he showed potential, but that had since died out under the hands of the pervious person he was or acting over, Eret had seen his old work and had taken him under his wing and was trying to relight that spark he once had. He's only seen it once, and Eret let him have full rain over the design, he was proud of what the ginger had come up with. They had over the months of working together, have devolved a father son like relationship, with Fundy often staying at the design studio late and falling asleep at his table, Eret had set up a room for him and often times moved him into the room, it helped because the studio was in Erets home so the room was actually set up in his house and felt homey and safe to the ginger. They got out the elevator, walked to the Brunettes car and drove to the gingers favourite place to eat, a small diner that was 80's insperied, food wasn't the fanciest but it was comfort food.

Walking into the diner, they were seated at the usual spot they always were sat at, given menus and the ginger immeaditly went to looking over to see what he would get this time. Both placing there orders and began waiting, "so fundy" Eret spoke up once they got there food, Fundy looked up at him humming as he ate some of his fries "I was thinking of putting you in charge of a runway, of course you'll have my help with things but it will be completely your designs, what do you say?" The brunette said with a smile as he looked at his counter part, whom felt a small sense of dred over come him, was he really about to do this? Yes, yes he was, he nodded in agreement, agreeing to the project. God was he probably gonna regret this.

-time skip-

Eret had woken up early, he wanted everything to be perfect, he had let Fundy choose the models for this line, he just wanted to make sure everything went smoothly for him. One by one they all arrived, Eret made sure they arrived early so he could tell them it was fundy's first ever proper line so please be a little pacent with him. Everyone seemed a little quiet, tired, all of that, they all seemed like nice people, Fundy had chosen eleven people for this line, a small amount but a reasonable amount for someone's first line. Eret had known some of the people that Fundy had picked from his lines when he was a rookie. Having learned the names he didn't know he let everyone know that Fundy was probably just a little late, speak of the devil there he was, bursting through the door, orange hair messy under his hat with ears sticking out under the sides, zip up sweater open and bag slung over his shoulder "I am so sorry I am late, my alarm didn't go off then there was this horrid traffic and-""Fundy it's alright, not everyone is always on time" he was cut off by a blonde, Phil was it, he couldn't exactly remember, he wa so terry sure it was Phil. "Right, right, right, I, uh I'm still sorry, now I think I should be getting started" he said as he walked over, He had a few ideas floating around in his mind but he couldn't settle on one. Often times looking up at the pictures from Erets finalized designs hung on the walls around the studio, he felt he would never be as good. After a few fail designs Eret pulled him aside "you really seem to be struggling so let's talk, what's going through your mind right now" he said, "a lot, I can't choose a design plan at all and I just can't make up my mind" Fundy said looking at Eret "alright what are your ideas? Let's talk through some maybe I can help you come up with an idea." He said, Fundy went over the ideas, none of which were full enough for a full runway. So Eret proposed this "why don't you get to know the models, and base the designs off of what you see in them, ask for there input, it will be good for practice as well as knowing your models?" He said, the ginger thought for a moment before nodding, heading back into the studio he started talk with them, trying to get to know them and boy did he get to know them.