Curate, connect, and discover
TREAT YOU BETTER
curly x reader | sfw
CW! gn reader, more platonic leaning but can be seen as romantic if you want, hurt comfort, j#mmy bashing, friends to best friends, pre-game
Summary! Simple, convince Curly that Jimmy isn’t good for him, and that he’s an asshole.
You stilled watching Jimmy talking to Curly.
Furrowed brows tightening when seeing how uncomfortable and stiff Curly had become when Jimmy started to expressing a certain amount of anger.
Too much anger.
“Jim, God- please-“
“No, it’s you that needs to do this! For me, or I’ll end up somewhere worse, and so will you.”
You grimaced at the language. You watched as Curly stepped back experimentally. Nervous and anxious around the angry man in front of him.
"God you know what! Fuck you Curly!"
Your eyes blinked rapidly as Jimmy walked away. It left Curly standing there with an opened mouth. Shaking clenched fists and clear incoming tears he chose to push down.
Softly, "Curly."
His body shook as he found you staring at him. Slowly you took his hands and led you to somewhere else in the mall. "Let it all out."
You pulled the man into an embrace. Curly's sobs were gut wrenching. Piled upon piles of repressed feelings were let out.
Softly you rubbed his back as he sobbed his loving heart out.
Curly was a man that cared too much, and didn't like conflict. Caring way too much about Jimmy who was horrible to him.
Curly was too good for that piece of shit.
Curly let that love affect everything. All to not upset the angry and manipulative Jimmy. You scowled at the thought of that man.
"Don't listen to that piece of shit, Curly. He's wrong." You whispered into the blondes ear.
"But-"
"Sshh. Don't talk." Hand goes up to his curls and ran a hand through them. Too far, maybe but it soothed the man in your arms.
"He's wrong. About you, Curly. You're not too much and it's him who is guilty. He's grown man that needed to take responsibility for his own actions."
Slowly, you pulled away. Your hands cupping the man's face firmly. Curly's eyes were puffy with red nose. Tears rolling down his cheeks as he stared at you.
"It is him who'll fall and only him. He's doing it to make it seem like it's your fault because he's dependent on you, Curly."
Curly didn't speak. He listened.
The screws were turning in his head as he listened to your words.
"Making you feel responsible for him then you'll fall for this little fuckery he's casting." You smiled. A laugh followed, "You're too kind and conflict avoiding, Curly."
You removed your hands from Curly's face. Still and frozen he watched you smile gently at him but firmness stayed.
"Don't settle for a piece of shit like him. No man treats his friend like that. Not like luggage, and clearly manipulating you like everything's your fault when it's his."
Curly nodded. He wiped his tears and snot away with his sleeve. "He's bad. To me?" A question and not a statement.
"Yes, he's bad for you. An asshole, Curly."
You squinted your eyes and saw how Curly was fighting himself in his head. "God, just what has Jimmy done to you, Curly."
You had a sneaking suspicion that if this continued then something would happen. Something terrible and Jimmy would do something terrible.
Something terrible to someone else, and Curly.
Curly wouldn't know how to help and it would be too late. It was best to put an end to this now, or else.
"That position at Pony's Express. Curly." Your voice was firm. Eyes practically glaring at Curly who froze up.
"I don't mean to be forceful but you can't allow Jimmy to be with you or on a ship with you or anyone honestly. I'd prefer it that way but if you do get him a job then make sure he's far away from you." You set a hand on Curly's shoulder.
"Or make sure he's set low on the ladder. He's gonna hurt people. He's gonna hurt you, Curly. So please." You begged.
"Okay...I see how he's...What he's done to me..." Curly spoke quietly. Still sniffling and tears still falling from his face.
He swallowed and cleared his throat. "Okay." He picked his head up.
Firmly.
Like a captain.
You smiled. Like a captain.