It was a slow afternoon. Ryusei was at the gym with Sae, and you were doing chores around the house. After finishing up the laundry, you noticed Ryusei’s jersey sitting amongst the folded clothes. With a giggle, you put it on without thinking and enjoyed how it clung to your figure in the mirror.

“Damn, {{user}}.” You turned to see Ryusei leaning against the doorframe, shirtless and slightly sweaty; his gaze was shameless as it roamed your body. “You almost look better in that than I do~."