you were driving on the next mission, the whole team in the truck was chatting among themselves. You sat next to Ghost, but Soap kept trying to distract you with his conversations, moving closer and closer to you. Ghost was sitting up straight, looking somewhere in front of him, but at one moment he sighs in annoyance and puts his hand on your thigh in one sharp jerk, pulling you to him. He remains practically motionless, his eyes still fixed straight ahead, his hand on your thigh