Intimacy

The sun shone through the window like a common day, shining into an in-habitual reality.

Andrew's eyes opened like never before.

'This must be some sort of bad omen'.

He clenched both of his hands in the middle of the bed, regarding the ceiling in contemplation of his livelihood in the next hour. A pair of soft marshmallows, one in each hand, soft and bouncy.

"Uhm~"

'Ahn~'

'When did I become the protagonist...? these things only happen to the protagonist right? they're so soft... I don't understand why Sophia keeps calling them titty monsters if she's not small at all'

As a curious individual, he couldn't help divagating, analysing and more so, comparing sizes... in order to do so he had to keep fondling.

'B-Beatrice's are a little bigger but Sophia's are softer, maybe because she's younger and ripe?'

The happiness ended too soon.

...

*SLAP!*

'It is all your fault, pervert! I don't mind you looking but you can't touch!'

"Why are you sleeping in our bed anyway? go sleep on the sofa... no, go outside!"

'OUR bed?! you just arrived yesterday!'

All the boy could do was watch how Beatrice bickered with a ghost she couldn't see nor hear, a hectic morning unlike any other.

'Please let me be...'

**

**

Sadly for him, however... the day was far from finished, no, it was just starting. He sat on the toilet, hands clenching his very skull while trying to suppress the insurmountable shame.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, refusing to look at the beauty covered in nothing but a towel, preparing the bath.

"It is my responsibility to protect you from any threat".

"This is the bathroom! and why are you preparing the bath?!"

"That's obviously because you have to take a bath in the morning, Andrew... you should know this much, did you finish? come we don't have much time" Let alone Andrew, who was covering himself couldn't muster the courage to do so much as fart, this woman even dared to pull him away from the toilet before he could finish the deed!

"I haven't heard anything for a while, so... that means you're finished, right?"

!!!

"Do you even know what privacy is!? are you a bodyguard or a maid!?" He tried to run but it was all fruitless, a little irritated Beatrice pulled his back against her chest, preventing any futile escape.

"A bodyguard... but I don't mind partaking in maid duties too, like-"

"l-like?"

"I-I can wash- eh?!"

*BANG!*

Before Beatrice even knew what happened, her head was numbed with pain against the tile floor, laying on an awkward angle.

'It is now or never, Andrew... this woman is crazy we have to leave!' Sophia who had just suplexed Beatrice for the second time, struggled to conceal her smile as she pulled Andrew away, seemingly forgetting the slap mark on his cheek was her doing.

"Stop doing that you ghostly b****!"

'LEAVE... MY... HOME!'

Andrew, a little traumatised by now, had to see how the two of them started bickering again before he surrendered and entered the bath, sinking as deep as he could, hoping to forget.

'P-Please... let me be...'

**

**

The atmosphere was sombre, Beatrice and Sophia both noticed, they glared at each other... or to be precise Beatrice glared at nothing... because Sophia wasn't there.

Knowing that their bickering was starting to get on Andrew's temper, they decided to settle down for a moment and cook something for breakfast.

"You have to eat healthy food in the morning to give you enough energy to carry on with the diet, don't worry... now that I'm here, you won't be going through any eating disorders and will lose weight in no time".

Beatrice explained, smiling broadly wearing a rather sexy apron above her shirt and jeans and presenting him with a tuna salad with sweetcorn, a rather humble breakfast Andrew was quite used to.

"T-Thank you..." He said, sampling it and realising that it was indeed tasty. Alas, another plate came up on the table which technically made him salivate.

Sophia who was also wearing an apron above her high school uniform, presented him with a quarter-pounder burger with cheese, sauce and onion. McRonard's style.

Upon seeing that, Beatrice's teeth clashed so hard that they almost broke to dust.

'Andrew, I cooked this for you, sorry for disturbing you earlier... don't be upset alright?' Sophia tried to appease him and her eyes shone with brilliance and haughtiness when Andrew discarded the tuna salad like it was rubbish to take a huge munch out of her burger.

"This is so good!"

*SNORT!*

Killing intent started to revolve around the kitchen, the source being Beatrice who this time was glaring at Sophia with a wicked being... in front of her, there was not an invisible girl, in front of her there was a floating apron.

It was too late for Sophia when she realised her predicament.

!!!

'W-Wai-'

*BAAANGG!*

"Sophia!"

The octagon's bells resonated again, this time... the ghost was out cold and a satisfied Beatrice rubbed her temples.

"I don't know how physics laws work on you, but they work... come, Andrew... you said you have some yoga class, right? Ditch that burger and eat my salad, we don't have much time".

"..."

"By the way do you think they will have some holy water in the church two blocks down the road?"

"What for?!"

"I thought we needed a preacher but, forget it... I will exorcise this ghost myself with my fists".

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The hectic morning was gone, and it was time for the chaotic afternoon to arrive. Andrew's schedule included his new regular session of yoga before he got on the laptop to have his classes. Upon arriving at the gym downstairs they found the beautiful silhouette of Maya who for some reason, felt a marginal drop in temperature when she saw Andrew enter with someone else she knew.

"I-Is it my imagination or it is a little cold here?"

"It is your imagination..." said a deadpanning Beatrice with a ghost clinging to her, biting her neck to death.

"A-Anyway, Ana? are you going to participate in the sessions now? I thought you didn't want-"

*cough!*

"Nice to meet you, Maya... I'm Andrew's bodyguard, Beatrice Parker... from now on I will be attending with him"

"B-Beatrice...? I thought your name was Ana".

Andrew glared at Beatrice who coughed once again.

"That was a lie, I hope you understand... I have been Andrew's bodyguard for a while now, undercover. Now that he discovered me there is no need to keep things secret, we will be coming together as I have to take care of him at all times from every threat... even paranormal ones"

"Don't tell me, you're going to be living with Andrew?" Maya seemingly ignored all the information in between to glare at Beatrice and put a hand on Andrew's shoulder with concern.

"That is correct, I'll move from my apartment downstairs into his pentho-".

"That's not possible!" Maya stated with outrage, yanked her phone out of her pocket, smashed the digital numbers and dialled someone in front of the aghast duo and the hungry ghost.

"Christian!? what's the meaning of this!?" She yelled at the person on the other side who Andrew imagined was his uncle, the thing is...

'I have never seen anyone yell at my uncle like that'.

"..." He and Beatrice gulped, listening attentively.

"How can you allow the boy to stay together with this... lady?! he's still underage!"

"Hmn... hmn..."

'I-I'm feeling some odd vibes here' Sophia released Beatrice's neck to regard Maya who was walking back and forth, scolding the hell out of the person on the other side... she hadn't gotten used to this intruder called Beatrice and yet-

"Very well... I'll contact the company to get my things sorted" Maya smiled brightly, even giving a little jump and hanging up the call. Not even more than a minute later Andrew received a message from his uncle.

'Thanks, brat... good luck with your peaceful life now'.

"Eh?"

Maya embraced the confused boy who was still glaring at his smartphone.

"I'll be moving to your house from now on, Andrew... you can't be allowed to live with this woman on your own, not when you're just fifteen years old... I will be taking care of you, don't worry".

'No way! another titty monster!?' Sophia couldn't believe it, for her, Maya was even more of a threat than Beatrice. As for the latter, she was so outraged that she didn't even measure her words.

"Listen, Maya... I have known Andrew since he was a kid! you don't have no right to step in between us and stop me from molesting him!"

"..." (Andrew)

"..." (Maya)

'...' (Sophia)

"I-I-I meant taking care of him!" Beatrice's lips shivered, the only thing she could do was look at Andrew whose countenance had paled, 'S-She's stalker after all...'

"You already said enough! Come, sweetie, don't worry... I'll protect you from that monster. I won't be able to stay at all times but I'll take care of you and make sure no naughtiness takes place, alright?~ let's go, the other girls will be coming soon".

"Andrew I swear that's not what I wanted to say! I thought about it but I didn't want to say it!"

'You're just making things worse for yourself...'