Taylor Swift fans left outraged after spotting 'uncomfortable' detail about Travis Kelce at Stanley Cup Finals
Whether it's the way Travis supports Taylor's music career or how she cheers him on at Kansas City Chiefs games, the couple have become fan favorites.
But Taylor fans recently found something about the pair - specifically Travis - that they are not actually that keen on.
Because Swifties have been going wild over the way the NFL tight end sits in chairs.
This became especially apparent after the couple, both 35, made an appearance at the Stanley Cup final together on Thursday.
In a now-viral video, the pair could be seen sitting together in coordinated outfits locked deep in conversation.
But it was not what they were saying that caught the attention of fans - it was the way Travis was sitting.
In true manspreading fashion, Travis could be seen with very small, red shorts on and his legs spread apart - and viewers were not having it.
Taylor fans expressed their anxiety over how wide Travis spread his legs and how short his shorts were
'Travis please close your legs I feel anxious,' one fan tweeted, citing the video as a reference.
'I DIDN'T WANNA BE THE ONE TO SAY IT but holy hell the manspreading. I'm stressing for him,' another X (formerly Twitter) user chimed in.
'I feel like them shorts ride up anymore, we will be seeing everything,' another fan said, followed by a laughing emoji.
One fan then pointed out that his sitting stance was similar to when he was on the former Whiskey Ginger podcast with Andrew Santino when the clip was posted with a Kansas City Chiefs sticker placed over his crotch to hide any inappropriate view.
In fact, years later on Travis and his brother, Jason Kelce's podcast, they brought Andrew on and discussed the moment.
Andrew admitted that he had his editor put the sticker over his lower half because 'his boys were sliding out.'
Even though this seems to be recurring issue for Travis, it seems like he may have got the message.
Fans joked shortly after the original video went viral that Travis 'saw the tweets,' referencing a photo of him at the event shortly after with his legs closed.
Users joked at Travis changing his stance and closing his legs later on during the game
'Dying at how uncomfy he looks,' one X user shared.
'Security side eye telling him to keep his hands in his own lap,' another pointed out.
But some jumped to Travis' defense saying that the entire ordeal was no big deal.
'I'm sure he's wearing compression shorts to keep everything tucked away,' one user said.
While others said they barely realized his manspreading was so intense.
'She looks AHmazing here,' one user wrote. 'So much so that I didn't even notice his potential wardrobe malfunction.'
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