James eventually spotted Peter, and grabbed the other man from the weeds, using his hook to slash through them. His lungs were screaming for air, but he knew he only needed to hold his breath a little bit longer. He wrapped his arm around Peter, just below his shoulders and holding him securely across the chest, then pushed off from the bottom, kicking back towards the surface.
( @orion no pressure, respond whenever you want/can, just wanted to tag you into it)
(Cool.)
(I can't do this roleplay anymore. I recommend that if you really want to do this, you should re-post the prompt and find someone else. I really am sorry, but I just can't write this and feel comfortable.)
(You're fine, no worries! Did I say something that made you uncomfortable, bc if I did I'd like to know so that I don't do it again in future?)
(You didn't do anything, I just have found myself uncomfortable by the general prompt and I want you to enjoy this so I'm dipping out lol.)
(Oof yeah I get that, I know the whole dynamic can make people uncomfy seeing as Peter and Hook are originally, uh, nowhere near the same age. That's why I aged Peter up haha. No worries!)