#m1: ( drew mcintyre )

[wickedwyrmsa]

@gcllantry || teacher/teacher || plotted starter

          ☾.   -   the new guy, luckily, had arrived on time. roman was happy about that because he had high hops to be joined by another colleague. of course, he did love his job but, ever since he had taken up on the position as coach after school, the samoan man felt slightly overwhelmed by his work. it would be good for him to give away a couple of classes. that way he wouldn’t be crushed down by a burnout anytime soon. on top of that, this new dude, which he and his colleagues had picked on paper, was in fact quite the athlete. at least from what he could see now. roman refused to admit that he had been checking out the other one as soon as he had entered his office. 

          ☾.   -   “my first class starts in 10 minutes so i will show you where to find everything to prepare the gym, alright?” together, they walked towards the storage, where all the necessary instruments for a gym class could be found. this guy, he had introduced himself as drew, was slightly taller than roman. which was a huge surprise because he had thought that wouldn’t be happening to him. on top of that, he had a charming scottish accent. another thing that he would never admit to anyone. not even himself. 

          ☾.   -   roman opened the door to show him the room. “so for today we should get the volleyballs because my first class is training for a tournament between all schools in the city. it takes place in two months. so i think you will be involved in that.” roman showed him which basket of balls they would need. together they brought it back to the gym. “i'd like for you to take care of the warming up. is that cool with you?” the samoan did still have the task to make sure this guy was capable of doing the job. his boss had asked him for that. but, if the decision was on him, he wouldn’t even question that. he’d give drew the job right away. because it would improve his own situation. of course. not because he was attractive. that would never be a factor, right. right? as they stepped inside the big gymnasium, roman found himself chewing on his bottom lip a little bit. he shouldn’t even be thinking about this. especially not, if they were going to be colleagues. he had to try to keep it professional.

[wickedwyrmsa]

@fatedruiin | continued from here

         ☾.   -   his eyes were focussed on the screen of his laptop in complete concentration. pinterest was giving him some great ideas but it wasn’t yet enough for him. roman needed something special to win this competition. building a snowman wasn’t enough for this. 

         ☾.   -   when drew answered him, he looked around for a moment. the teacher’s room did look well decorated. ❝ i’m not going to say you’re wrong here but...... that’s really not in the same league as what these people do to their houses. my neighbor had a little stage in his front yard and plays santa for the kids in our street every evening. i need to figure something out. ❞ it was getting close to the time that he had to teach other class so roman closed his laptop and leaned back in his chair. ❝ what are you doing to decorate your house? ❞