Warnings: mostly fluff, sligh mention of suggestive themes
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'Simba,' i call out in the heavy barcelona air, the sun was slowly going under and i still had not found my cat.
Knowing her this was weird because she would never run away and prefered to stay home.
I hoped to find her any moment now as i did not know what kind of animals walked over the street in spain.
I had recently moved here for an media team to cover the womens football teams around here.
I was always really interested in the sport yet i was not really up to date because of studies and over all just life.
'Come on sim, where could you possibly be hiding?'
Ingrid engen's pov
I frown as bagheera runs to our front door of our shared apartment building, he had just been laying on the couch right next to me, happily purring as i petted his soft black fur.
It seemed like there was something on the other side of that door.
Then i heard it too, a soft scratching sound right at the bottom of the door.
I slowly stand up, grabbing the closest object to me, my phone.
I open the door, an small, brown cat jumps inside the house like she lived here, well i asumed it was an she.
'Hi,' i coö as i crouch down, the cat imeadiatly running towards me and sniffing my hand, rubbing her face on my knee.
'I wonder if you have an owner.'
*y/n's pov*
I was sitting on my hands and knees, crouched down i hear someone clearing their troath from behind me.
'Do you need some help?' The woman asks, i slowly turn around, now realizing how crazy i must look like.
'Oh no, or actually, i just lost my cat simba,' i say whilst standing up.' I just moved here and then when i was getting the last box from my car, i left my front door open and i realized she was gone.'
The woman holds my hand, i look up at her with an blush covering my face, her blond hair, her tatoos.' There is no reason to panick alright?'
I was afraid i almost stopped breathing as she lays my hand on her chest.'take some deep breaths in, just focus on my heartbeat, alright.' I was sure that by now my face was so red that i probably looked like i died of an heatstroke.
'I can get you home, me and my girlfriend, we can help you search for your cat tommorow.' A girlfriend? Of course she was taken.
'Come lets go, just tell me which apartment number is yours.' She wraps an arm around my waist, her hand lingering just above my ass.
'My name is maria leon, you can call me mapi.' She looks at me, eyes flickering to my lips.
'Y/n y/l/n, just call me y/n,'
'Well y/n, it seems you live right next to us,' mapi grins whilst standing infront of my door, waiting for me to unlock the door.
