#hookedonyoupara

[neverland-captain]

Hooked on you || Gaston&Hook (LEHOOK)

Gaston was pissed. Hook was a little less pissed. They didn't really know who won the drinking competition in the end either. All that for nothing. Hook kept a tight grip around the man's shoulders while he half hauled the man onto his ship, trying his hardest to keep him upright while he allowed the crew to go and enjoy the rest of their evenings.

They left quickly, some with a few perplexed glances towards their captain and this drunk visitor. Leaving Gaston to one side he walked to the edge of his ship, fumbling for his flask of rum and once finding it- he scowled discovering that after all that drinking he never even got his refill of rum. Where did it all go...? Tossing the useless thing to the side he reached to his side and picked up a bottle of the stuff, examining it and then turning to Gaston, waving the bottle at him.

"Care to join me for another drink, frenchman?"