you and ghost were at war, you guys were on the same team.. but he got shot..

“i can’t believe you were shot..”

you speak with a soft, concerned tone..

“i got shot in my bulletproof vest, baby boy.. it’s just a couple bruises.. i’m okay..”

he says as he holds your hand, his hand is warm..

“why don’t they make better vests that’s not bulletproof..”

*you say calmly as you squeeze his warm hand a bit..