I’ve held this as a general theory for a while, so listen up, nice guys (or Nice Guys), but maybe not for the reason you’d think. I actually don’t think girls like a guy who treats them bad. But I do think they — we — get off a little on the idea of changing someone for the better, or the idea of having the power that someone loves us so much that he’ll change or sacrifice something for us. (I don’t have the patience for fixer-uppers in real life — if I’m going to be with you, I want you to be a fully formed, fully actualized self before I get there — but I’m a sucker for the trope in literature.) A nice guy doesn’t need to change, and, most importantly, he’s already nice to everyone. How do you know that you’re special if he treats everyone else with as much kindness and respect as he treats you? The “bad boy” type, though? He may range from simple, garden-variety jackhole (hello, Sawyer!) to appalling psychopath (hello, Dr. Lecter!), but you know he loves you because he’s completely different around you. You are an exception to his very nature. This is how “villain” ends up drifting towards “antihero” — Dracula, the Phantom of the Opera, Spike on Buffy, fanfic!Draco Malfoy — but you even see it with straightforward heroes: Mr. Darcy and Mr. Rochester are both cold, prickly, withdrawn types until Lizzie Bennet and Jane Eyre arrive, respectively, to bewilder and melt them. That’s the fantasy.
(courtesy of cleolinda.)
