marineborn:
a thick eyebrow lifted, staring at the younger with a look of washed down disappointment . favorite nephew ? he was his ONLY nephew . he disregarded the pat on his back and began to slide down the ladder, inch by inch did his body sink into the cold ocean . chills ran up his spine and considering the situation at which goosebumps prickled his skin, a smirk graced his face from delight . when fully rested, apatite gems flickered up to watch his uncle enter the water and hands occupied itself with his goggles .
❝ I suppose . ❞ his last words before his mouthpiece rested between teeth and lips, not biting down since he did not want to lose air of course . with a brief signal of follow him, Jotaro began to swim towards the ocean’s floor, though, not too fast that Josuke couldn’t catch up .
Silence was always expected of Jotaro. He huffs as he slides down a foot in the water. The cold water shocks him and he shivers before continuing down the steps. At one point he slips and bites his tongue. He curses quickly and with a hit of annoyance shoves the water piece into his mouth and almost gnaws at it.
Once fully submerged he blinks his eyes to get use to the new light. He swims down deeper. Hands gliding through the water as he swims deeper into the clear waters of morioh. His hair a complete mess.
