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badmoviescene  asked:

I just love how everything has "hot" as a prefix. Hot professor Sam, Hot Doctor Sam, Hot Fireman Sam... Etc. I like it. Maybe others call(ed) him Hot Sam, somewhat playfully (but seriously too, ofc)... Like Jess, like Max, like Dr. Cara, Brady, me. Idk, I feel it works, and it spikes up his ego when he laughs and blushes slightly at the 'nickname'.

(re: these tags)

Hahaha idk I just label him that way in my mind. I don’t think Sam would ever conceive of himself as a hot professor. That’s more like… what his students would call him (in this imaginary case where he’s managed to wangle his way onto campus as a substitute teacher). I feel like his partners might well tell him that he’s hot, and that he’d get sort of bashful awkward about it most of the time (unless he was like… in a good confident stretch in bed and then he’d be like ‘yeah I am, rawr’), but I don’t know if they’d go for the whole, ‘hot [whatever] Sam’ construction, hahaha

(!! okay tho, imagine, they catch onto this hunt at a university, something vanishing students from this one department and Sam decides the most sensible thing is for him to go in as a teacher, so he gets his tweed on and his sweater and he’s prepped for class, kinda nervous because he’s actually going to have to deliver this lecture on folklore of the American Midwest. But he can do it, he knows the topic and he’s got his Powerpoint and his laser pointer, and so he rocks up in class on his first day and he’s looking at his notes and there’s a voice from the doorway: “I’m a grad student from the languages department, gonna be auditing the course if that’s alright.” So he looks up and there’s Max in the doorway in a soft grey sweater with a pile of books. And Max’s eyes go like ZING when he sees Sam in his stupid outfit, but the other students are coming in, so he just goes to sit down in the back and Sam’s, like, *clears throat* starts talking, up front, and internally he’s all “!!!!!!!!!” because ermmm last time he and Max spoke it was via text and there were some very compromising pictures exchanged. But he manages to keep it together thank LAWD, he even answers some questions from the kids, tho he definitely forgets about his original intention to take a couple aside and try and get chatting about their missing buddies. Instead, when the class ends he lets them all stream out and waits as Max stays seated, lets the classroom clear and then comes down to the front like *purr* “Well professor that was very… inspirational” and Sam dry-mouthed like “oh, you thought?” and Max up close in his space like “Mmmm. Maybe gonna need some private tuition just to… flesh out the subtleties.” And he reaches up to tug Sam’s hair loose from its elastic, and suddenly somehow Sam’s lying back on the desk with his tie all twisted up in Max’s fist, and somewhere right at the back of his mind he’s panicking because they never pulled down the blind on the window and he’s probably gonna get fired from his imaginary job for making out with a student but on the other hand he really doesn’t care)

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