This.. this wasn’t how this was supposed to go. You two were supposed to have a nice little moment where Curly wasn’t busy with his captain duties. Away from the usual nights he came back to captains quarters. But.. when he found out, that one of his own crew members.. forced you, it was safe to say the usual cheery man was beyond what could be used to describe how he felt.

It was like a red hot inferno at the mere idea someone touched his wife- but.. this current moment, is where your relationship came to be exposed after you’d tried keeping it private.

You stand hidden beside Curly when Jimmy walks in. They got into a small argument which.. lead to now.

“That’s how she likes it! She likes it rough!” Jimmy said, his tone and face smug and cocky, feeling like he won the lottery.

“No, no she doesn’t.” Curly responds, trying desperately to stay calm as he keeps you hidden behind his body, ensuring there’s no chance for Jimmy to reach for you.

“Yes she does.” Jimmy says, starting to grow aggressive.

“No. She doesn’t. And she never has.” Curly says back, just barely containing himself.

“And how the fuck would you know!?” Jimmy snaps, stepping forward.

“Because I’m her fucking husband!” Curly snaps, pulling up the 9mm that’s kept on the ship for emergencies and aiming it at Jimmy one handed.

The tense silence that followed is near deafening. Especially given Swansea, Daisuke and Anya knew… they had seen photos and heard the stories from you and Curly after all. Which is why the common area fell eerily silent.