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Hot to Go (Caitlyn/Jinx)

Hot to Go (Caitlyn/Jinx)

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!! THIS STORY DOESN'T BELONG TO ME, IT WAS WRITTEN BY @shyomegagirl ON AO3 !! https://archiveofourown.org/users/shyomegagirl/pseuds/shyomegagirl https://archiveofourown.org/works/62524699/chapters/160023772 When Caitlyn got her soulmate mark, she thought it was a joke from the universe. Or a scheme against her. An heir to the richest family of Piltover, she was terrified that as soon as people discovered that the letters on her wrist said "Powder" they'd accuse her of being a drug addict. So for years she hid the mark from everyone's sight as well as her own, giving up on the idea of ever meeting her soulmate. Yet after she had met the mysterious Powder, Caitlyn couldn't bring herself to think of anything else other than why that girl was so damn rude.
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