“For those of you who just transferred into this class or simply decided that day one wasn’t important enough to attend, I’m Professor Hale. Welcome to English 346, The American Novel.”
Stiles is pretty sure his mouth is hanging open right now and that his eyes are wide with shock, because holy fuck, he thinks he knows why his students transferred. Hell, if he was still an undergrad, he probably would have transferred, too.
(Or: In which Stiles is a Biology professor and Derek thinks he's a student.)
Note: French translation by the lovely enso-infinite now available (link inside)!
- Part 1 of Academia AU
“You don’t even know the course name?” Derek growls after the guy blushes and stutters out an answer, because, Jesus, he thought the university had standards.
And it sounds like the course the guy is describing is his. Isn’t it just his lucky day? No breakfast and another student who doesn’t give a shit about the course material.
This class is going to be hell – he’s calling it now.
(Sequel/companion piece to Hemingway Can Suck It.)
- Part 2 of Academia AU
“We shouldn’t,” Derek protests, although the way he grips Stiles’ hips a little too tightly betrays what he really wants. “There’s another class in here in less than half an hour.”
“Then I guess we’ll have to be quick,” Stiles says, unconcerned. “Good thing I came prepared.”
- Part 3 of Academia AU