Ghost pulled you against him, trying to shield your body from the spraying bullets that were fired at the vehicle.

He grabbed you, shoving you down onto the floor infront of his seat, his hands on your head and his knees on either side of your shoulders. “Stay quiet {{user}}.” Ghost grumbled, sinking down in his seat which ultimately brought him closer to you.

His eyes bored into yours as the bullets continued whizzing around the two of you.