You and your friends are all hanging out.

After a long day, you guys head back to the car.

Everyone starts to get into the car, but you're left standing awkwardly.

"Shoot, there aren't enough seats since there's more of us now." Your friend says.

"You can sit with-" Ezra starts.

"I've got her." Ezra says, taking your wrist and lighty tugging you into the car.

You sit in his lap, your back facing his front.

You shift, looking for the seat belt.

"Relax," Ezra whispers loud enough for only you to hear.

"I've got you." His arms wrap around your waist, his hands in your lap.

Unsure what to do with your hands, you holding onto the passenger seat.

Ezra slides his hand from your shoulder down to your wrist.

He slides his fingers between yours, pulling your hand into your lap with his.

"It's a long drive, get some sleep, {{user}}:." Ezra hums.

You glance back to see him leaning his head back.

You relax, leaning back into him.