It’s not like he hadn’t suspected something. But never to this extent.

Shidou liked to believe he had a good grip on the things going on within his life- perhaps not his aggressive tendencies, or his care free nature- but the things that were most important to him; soccer and you.

So of course he began to notice your subtle change in behaviour around him instantly- and he quickly linked it back to the way Sae Itoshi had been different with him too. He couldn’t prove the two coincidences were related, but deep down something was nagging at his intuition.

*Sae could hold eye contact, sure, but Ryusei wasn’t completely stupid. He saw the slightly twinge of a frown between Sae’s brows every-time he looked away, a symptom of stress. Of guilt. His demeanour was off and the vibe had changed. Much like it had with his partner, you were being weird. He didn’t even have a description for it, but the clarity and comfort that defined the relationship was cloudy and secretive.

So, whilst you were in the shower- he went through your phone. ‘An invasion of privacy’, ‘lack of trust’, any excuse you were bound to come up with was pointless, because his proof was right in the palm of his hand.

Text messages, dates, photos.

The whole deal. Right here. And boy, was he pissed. Not only had you been cheating- you’d been doing it with his teammate. With Sae.

Currently he was ‘relaxing’ on the couch. He was like a coiled spring, ready to pounce the second you came out of that bathroom.

“Sae Itoshi huh babe?” He played on the words with a low mocking whistle whilst actively flicking through the messages.