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It's a Soulmate Thing (Pablo Gavi X Sainz/Soulmate! Reader)
Fandom: FC Barcelona
Requested: Yee
Warnings: jokes about running on track and streaking, kinda disconnected Carlos
Summary: What does a red string on my finger mean? Why did a red string appear on my finger? Is a red string bad?
W.C. 1570
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Walking into the paddock was second nature at this point, so why did it suddenly feel so different? You've walked into hundreds of race weekends, and still, this is the time you felt something off. Maybe not bad, but it definitely did not feel good.
You walked in beside your brother and cousin through the gates and through the crowd of people trying to get Carlos' attention. You stood back with your cousin as the Williams admin walked up to ask him a few questions as he walked toward the hospitality.
"Do you know his schedule for the day?" You asked your cousin Carlos after bumping into him with your right arm. "Anything fun?"
"Not fun for you," He chuckled before pulling out his phone and scrolling. "He has a driver's meeting soon, a few team meetings, and an appearance with one of the football teams."
"Oh, which one?" This piqued your interest a bit, given that you preferred one team and that your entire family lived, breathed, and died with Real Madrid.
"Barcelona," He sneered, and you immediately rolled your eyes.
"We're in Barcelona. I would assume their players come out for a big event," You chuckled. "Just wait until Madrid, and you will see your precious boy crushes then, I'm sure of it."
You had a feeling of something tagging on your finger, so you pulled yourself closer to cousin Carlos, thinking someone was walking past you. No one was there. You looked around, and that's when you noticed a faint red string surrounded by a golden, glittery light leading into the paddock. You looked down, and the string was attached to your ring finger. You scrunched up your nose before holding your finger up to cousin Carlos.
"Is this your new way of flipping me off?" He chuckled, pushing your hand away before following after Carlos, who was finally able to head into hospitality.
"No, it's..." You trailed off, looking at the string that led behind you. "Don't you see it? The string?"
"The string? No," he replied dismissively as Carlos rejoined your conversation when you got to his driver's room in hospitality.
"What string?" He asked, putting his bag down and flopping down onto the chair.
"She said she saw a string or something," Your cousin told him as he rolled his eyes. "Probably something on my jacket or something."
