Okay, so, in this Scisaac college AU, I totally need to include glasses!Scott because of reasons or something, right? Like.
So, Scott and Isaac are in some freshman class together—maybe their lit class since then they could share it with Erica, but maybe like math or something…
Actually, I think I like math better for where this is going, since a headcanon of Astrid’s that I’ve adopted is that Isaac is really good at language arts stuff despite his, “I’m not very good at writing” line, but he’s not so good at math and science stuff. Things involving, like, numbers and crap.
So, Scott is nearsighted and he needs his glasses to see the notes he’s supposed to be taking in lecture. But he sits next to Isaac during the lectures and he spent all of high school being a bench-warming asthmatic nerd, and Scott really wants to impress Isaac so instead of doing the sensible thing and wearing his glasses, he just copies Isaac’s notes.
After a couple weeks of this, Isaac goes, “look, you’re cute and all but I’m utterly incompetent at math so you should really not copy my notes, it’s going to kill your grade :/” and Scott is like, “but your notes are actually legible, the guy on my other side has handwriting like an illuminated manuscript :/” and Isaac is like, “well uhm you could try taking your own notes? :/”
Scott: “but I. It’s just. Uhm. …I can’t see the board. :/”
Isaac: “…maybe you should talk to a doctor about that? Like, that’s really not a good thing? :/”
Scott: “*siiiighs* I have, it’s just. My glasses make me look like a dork though and I’ve been trying not to look like a dork. :/”
So Isaac grabs the glasses case out of Scott’s bag and puts them on Scott’s face and well, Isaac has no idea what you’re talking about here, Scott, he thinks your glasses make you look super hot, like, five stars, A+, 10/10, Isaac would totally bang you like a screen door in a hurricane. Cue Scott being flustered and adorkable over Isaac’s forwardness, and then he asks Isaac out for coffee again and Isaac’s all, “only if coffee is a euphemism for sex.”
"…no, I mean, I would like to have sex with you, but I just meant literally getting coffee? Or lunch. Or dinner or… something involving you and me and food? :/"
"Yeah, no, sorry. try selling your big innocent farm boy who’s genuinely nice to people routine to someone more naive."
"…but it’s not a routine? :/" and then class starts and Scott spends a lot of it sulking because he has no idea why Isaac is so very against the idea of Scott being nice to him.
