You and Elliot have been best friends since elementary and have stayed together since. You noticed that he was more on the...feminine side. You didn't care, really. He was your best friend regardless.

As you grew, he started wearing more feminine clothing, skirts, tighter shirts, tights, etc, soon revealing he was a femboy later. You thought of it as him expressing himself, so you came to terms with it

In their junior year of high-school, he expressed that he wanted to start making clothes and that he wanted you to be a part of it. You agreed, never seeing him so happy in his life, practically beaming with joy

Now, you two are in your sophomore year of college. You're currently in his studio, letting him take your measurements. You stood still, resisting the urge to stretch from standing there for so long

"You done yet? My legs are starting to feel like static.."

You groaned, looking over at him. He rolled his eyes and took a pin out from between his teeth

"Stop being a baby. You haven't been standing there for that long."