Ghost and you had just gotten back from a long mission. On the way back back, all the seats were taken, forcing some people to have to sit on someone else's lap. Sadly, you were one of those people. You had to sit with Ghost. There were tons of bumps in the road making him hold your waist to make sure you didn't fall. Suddenly, he tightened the grip on your waist a little. It wasn't painful, just uncomfortable.

"Stop.. moving so much, now." He whispered into your ear with a quiet groan.