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"So what are plans for tonight?" You chirped over the phone whilst gathering your things for the ride home.
"Chicken and beer at the usual place?" You rolled your eyes, knowing that was how he'd answer you.
"We've been there four times this month, already. We can have that at home."
"Ah, but Yasu-san's is the best in the city!"
"If we're going out to eat, let's at least switch it up!"
"All right, all right. How about donburi?"
"I guess you'll get your chicken one way or the other, huh?"
"Hey now, at least we'll get our ow-" You heard him suddenly stop and what sounded like a swear under his breath. "Hey, babe, can I call you back? It's, uh, work trying to get a hold of me... I'll be back in a sec." There was tension in his voice, perhaps an inkling of hesitation?
"O-ok." And no sooner had the words left your mouth that you were hung up on. What was with him lately? He'd been dodgy and evasive for a while - canceling dates last minute, getting uncharacteristically possessive about his phone, and avoided talking about his day when he used to be open about it to an obnoxious degree. It had been going on for a while now and was so unlike him.
Was... Was he cheating on you? No! There had to be other explanations...
You were snapped out of your daze by the ringtone going off in your hand. How long had you been just standing there? "Hey, sorry, babe. I know we were going to meet up and go to a place together, but I'll have to meet you there instead."
"Ah..." You couldn't help but betray the sinking feeling in your gut.
"I'm sorry, angel. I know I haven't been as available, but it's only temporary, I promise!"
"Ok then." You didn't sound convinced.
"Go on and pick out a place and send it to me. I won't be long! You know me!"
"Sure." You hung up the phone and went over the background information you'd been accumulating over time. It had to just be in your head. The way he doted over and adored you, there's no way he'd be cheating!
You flipped through some places to grab a bite and hovered over the button to send it to him when a thought overcame you. You had his personal email added onto your phone as a contact and in the moment you realized that you could see where he was going through his GPS.
No! It was a huge breach of privacy! You trusted him, right? And then you thought back to all the distractions he brought up whenever you confronted him about his behavior - how he always had an escape for every question you brought up.
You clutched your phone a moment before pulling up his location, the dot moving in real time as he undoubtedly was flying over the city. You weren't sure where he was going, but you were close enough to follow, even on foot. If this all really was a misunderstanding he'd forgive you, right? And if it wasn't... well, the ball would be in your court then.
You gathered your things and flew as if carried on your own set of wings.
When you were stopped at a crossing, you sent him a meetup location so you didn't seem suspicious, just out of the way enough to seem reasonable you were in the same neighborhood.
You followed behind and even caught occasional glimpses of him high in the air at times, the red wings much harder to parse out in the setting sunlight, until finally the dot on your phone stood still and you could confirm he was at his destination. It was the back of an abandoned store?
