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Red. Red everywhere. 

Felix was only thirteen years old when he started seeing all of the red strings. 

"Mama, do you see that?" He would ask his mom, who would look at him with an eyebrow raised. 

"See what?"

"The red string, mama. The one on your pinkie. Dad has one too!"

His mother would only laugh, thinking that he was just really interested in the Red String of Fate theory. 

It took him until he was fifteen that he realised that no one else could see them. And after much research on the theory, he finally understood what it meant. 

Now, Felix was seventeen. He took it upon himself to give people that little extra shove they needed to be together. He called himself the Fated Cupid- but only to himself. Every time he tried to mention the string to anyone else, they would look at him like he was crazy. As if he was some obsessed kid. So now, he just kept it to himself. 

His only predicament, was that he didnt have a string of his own. His pinkie was absolutely bare. 

The only thing he could think of was that maybe he didnt have a soulmate. Or his soulmate died. He wasnt sure. 

As he watched people around him fall in love, he would sigh as he stared at his own pinkie, knowing that maybe the Red String of Fate just didnt apply to him. 

What he didnt know was that soon, he would meet a boy with the same problem as him. 


a/n: hiiii, sorry this story probably wont be fantastic LOL I havent wrote a story in like.... a year? But anyways I LOVE the red string of fate idea, so I decided why not write a story on it ? 

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