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What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? A Day In The Seo Household
With every stroke of his 3D pencil, Min-a drew a curve that reminded him of the man in his bed. He had expected Seung-ho to be a big snorer, but he barely made any noise while he slept. He hasn’t even changed his sleeping position for over thirty minutes now. Min-a was the absolute opposite, he would roll and snore. His eyelids began to get heavy as his strokes slowed down. Seung-ho was right about one thing, he had indeed stared at him like a creep, especially at the curve of his butt that peaked into the air. Min-a immediately shook his head vigorously knowing what was going to come next if he continued to nurture the thoughts of his seonsaengnim’s naked body in his mind. Giving up on the drawing he was putting together, he retired to the other side of the bed prior to dimming the lights in the room. Their lunch sat on the edge of his bedside drawer, so he buzzed in a maid to take it to the fridge so it wouldn't get soiled by the time they woke up.
Last Updated : 2024-11-19What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Calm Before The Storm
“He would be fine.” Eun Hye said, after he slammed the door shut. Seung-ho walked towards the kitchen, “will it be okay if I have a glass of water?” He asked, turning halfway around to meet Eun Hye’s gaze. “Of course,” she nodded. Eun Hye strolled up the few steps that separated the kitchen from the living room area to join Seung-ho. He had a long glass cup half filled with water then he stared lost into space. Eun Hye waved her well-manicured hands in Seung-ho’s face, causing him to blink rapidly before he met her and sighed. “I was just wondering how a name could get him so mad.” Seung-ho shrugged, dropping the glass on the granite counter, “thank you for the water.” He smiled in an appreciative manner. “It’s not like I was planning to keep you thirsty anyway…” Eun Hye chuckled nervously before slowly coming to a stop. She took some seconds to process what she said, realizing how improper it sounded. Seung-ho squinted his eyes at her, cocking his h
Last Updated : 2024-11-19What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? A Little Favor
Traffic in Seoul could be hell sometimes. It was something even the filthy rich couldn’t avoid, and that was the reason Seo Eun Hye was taking her business calls right there in the middle of the stagnant highway in her Tesla. It was about 6 pm but the sun looked like it wasn’t ready to say goodbye yet. It was the time when all good-paying jobs closed but she wasn’t coming from a job. She was going to the company her parents entrusted to her while they dealt with the invincible workload. Eun Hye let out another frustrated sigh, banging her head on the steering wheel of the electric car before looking at her map status. She was nowhere close to her destination. Her car suddenly became filled with the intro to Euphoria by Jungkook. It has been her ringing tone ever since the masterpiece was released. It was her assistant, Heidi, who was calling. Eun Hye snatched the phone from the holder and picked up the call with lightning speed. “Heidi, tell me some
Last Updated : 2024-10-08What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Who Did He Think He WAS?
Min-a felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled eating a particular Mrs. Yuan's coochie because his older sister needed him to convince the old lady to invest in her last project. “What? That was a good one. You get to fuck Mrs. Yuan! Wasn’t it like a great time for you too?” Eun Hye frowned, appearing extremely confused. She thought he had enjoyed the arrangement since he loved abomination affairs. Min-a swallowed hard before walking away. His silence troubled his older sister. “Did she do anything else to you?” Eun Hye’s worried voice brought Min-a to his senses. He realized he was being too sensitive. “Nope, aside from biting my balls a bit too hard?” he wiggled his brows, winking at his older sister because he knew she would be disgusted, and hopefully, that would get her to leave him alone. But it didn’t work. “I didn’t need to know that. Look, it’s different this time. Kwan Seung-ho is like those ethical artists. He came from nothing and now is some top-rate
Last Updated : 2024-10-08What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? A Win Is A Win
The weekend lazy haze didn’t spare Min-a. He found himself sprawled out on the sidewalk of the Yongsan-gu neighborhood. He opted for morning jogging since he felt too tired to lift any weights in his private gym. But he barely ran over 10 km before feeling exhaustion crippling him. His white T-shirt stuck to his body and his black shorts were showing the print of his cock, so he had to call it a day and walked the way home. He had a private door from the side of the house that led him directly to his room but his stomach churning sent him through the main door for some warm breakfast. Only, he met a not-so-expected st waiting at their gate in a well-tailored suit. “He actually fell for it…” Min-a thought to himself in disbelief. “Mr. Kwan, you showed up,” he announced his presence, startling the older man. Seung-ho snapped around to look at Min-a with a neutral expression on his face. His eyes lingered on his broad chest and lean legs that his clothes didn
Last Updated : 2024-10-08What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? The Picasso Trance
White and faded light blue were the only shades Min-a had made peace with, these two colors always looked fire on him. He looked at himself in the mirror, satisfied with his beach turquoise palm tree pattern shorts with a white background, and went through five outfits before settling for this. All had the same color gradients. He was certain he looked good. It was 6:45 pm on that same day, a few minutes later than the time Seung-ho had informed him to come for his first lesson. Who the hell begins lessons on the same day as they commenced it? Min-a tried not to think about how he was cornered by his father and his Noona into being a student of the man he barely knew. His lessons were mutually agreed to three times a week but trust he wouldn't be making efforts to attend all. “After tonight, he better not expect me to attend any evening cringe evening classes.” He spoke firmly in his mind. After he was done, Min-a went back to his shelf to apply perfume, a
Last Updated : 2024-10-08What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Such An Ethical Man
Min-a gasped upon realizing he was caught staring, then huffed, feeling his face suddenly get hot. “No. I was only checking out the fit. Not bad for an oldie.” Seung-ho dropped his upcoming remark after listening to his words. “We need to get going now, it’s gonna rain soon.” He grunted, trying to hide his embarrassment. “Spare me a few more seconds, entertaining your delusion is so worthwhile.” Min-a retorted. “No comments?” He pressured but Seung-ho didn't say anything back. “You look great would have sufficed.” Seung-ho chuckled dryly, “Aera, lock up for the night.” He barked out the order to see his assistant as they left. “Please, tell me you have a car..” Min-a muttered, resting by the street light. “Nothing fancy. Your pampered ass might think of it as scrap.” Seung-ho opened up the next garage, revealing a covered-up car. From the shape underneath, Min-a felt his breath hitch in his throat. “No way..that can't be..” He breathed, leaning off the st
Last Updated : 2024-10-08What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Act A Fool
Min-a lingered on the sidelines, exchanging pleasantries and snapping photos with familiar faces, but his attention kept gravitating back to his art coach. Seung-ho effortlessly navigated the flurry of lights and cameras, exuding a natural charisma that caught Min-a off guard. Perhaps he had underestimated him. Lost in his thoughts, Min-a didn't notice they had moved on to greet the next while he was discreetly observing Seung-ho. “You can’t seem to keep your eyes off me, Min-a.” Seung-ho murmured smoothly into Min-a's ear, his arm snaking around Min-a’s waist with a graceful smile. “Don’t flatter yourself, your cloth tag was stealing all the spotlight if you ask me..” Min-a mirrored his moves, subtly moving his hand under his blazer and gently pulling the tag off. As his hand connected with Seung-ho’s skin, he felt a sudden warmth, contrasting with the cool air around them. Min-a hesitated, allowing his hand to linger, feeling the tantalizing warmth of his skin
Last Updated : 2024-10-17
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What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Calm Before The Storm
“He would be fine.” Eun Hye said, after he slammed the door shut. Seung-ho walked towards the kitchen, “will it be okay if I have a glass of water?” He asked, turning halfway around to meet Eun Hye’s gaze. “Of course,” she nodded. Eun Hye strolled up the few steps that separated the kitchen from the living room area to join Seung-ho. He had a long glass cup half filled with water then he stared lost into space. Eun Hye waved her well-manicured hands in Seung-ho’s face, causing him to blink rapidly before he met her and sighed. “I was just wondering how a name could get him so mad.” Seung-ho shrugged, dropping the glass on the granite counter, “thank you for the water.” He smiled in an appreciative manner. “It’s not like I was planning to keep you thirsty anyway…” Eun Hye chuckled nervously before slowly coming to a stop. She took some seconds to process what she said, realizing how improper it sounded. Seung-ho squinted his eyes at her, cocking his h
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? A Day In The Seo Household
With every stroke of his 3D pencil, Min-a drew a curve that reminded him of the man in his bed. He had expected Seung-ho to be a big snorer, but he barely made any noise while he slept. He hasn’t even changed his sleeping position for over thirty minutes now. Min-a was the absolute opposite, he would roll and snore. His eyelids began to get heavy as his strokes slowed down. Seung-ho was right about one thing, he had indeed stared at him like a creep, especially at the curve of his butt that peaked into the air. Min-a immediately shook his head vigorously knowing what was going to come next if he continued to nurture the thoughts of his seonsaengnim’s naked body in his mind. Giving up on the drawing he was putting together, he retired to the other side of the bed prior to dimming the lights in the room. Their lunch sat on the edge of his bedside drawer, so he buzzed in a maid to take it to the fridge so it wouldn't get soiled by the time they woke up.
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Temptation
They arrived at the Seo residence some minutes past 4 in the evening. Kwan Seung-ho hadn’t yet recovered from how gracious their mansion was, while Min-a just viewed it as normal. “When they spoke about glass castles, your father really took it seriously.” Seung-ho commented as they got down from the car, and headed to the main front entrance. Unlike the last time that Min-a snuck him in through a side door. Min-a found one of his older sister’s personal cars under the canopy and not in the garage, so he knew Eun Hye just returned from work after putting out another fire in her workplace. Eun Hye was already halfway down a bottle of white wine while scrolling through TikTok when the front door opened. She turned around excitedly to see her brother taking off his shoes. “Min-a, you really thought I wouldn’t find out?” Min-a jumped at the sound of her voice as he expected she would be knocked out by now. “Find out about what?” he asked, picking his shoe
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Friendly Bigot
“Of course, I let you,” Seung-ho rolled his eyes at his childlike grin. He pushed him off, letting him roll to the space beside him. Seung-ho couldn’t believe that people got paid several thousand won to play around like this, or maybe they just had it easy because they were already celebrities. “I’m glad you guys had fun because it made my job a lot easier.” Jong-dae thanked them as they still lay on the platform trying to catch their breath. Seung-ho was first to get to his feet with Min-a coming next behind him. “Did you just say you let me win?” Min-a asked, fixing his stained goggles on his head. He had been distracted staring at the heavy rise and fall of Seung-ho’s chest from the side of the suspenders. He was really well built for someone who only draws and paints. “I’m saying you cheated,” Seung-ho claimed, wiping yellow custard paint off his hair, aiming it at Min-a’s face. He succeeded in getting some of it on his cheeks. Min-a huffed, cl
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Color Show
Min-a tensed up, his ability to move back was restricted by Seung-ho's strong grip on his hands. He could see how very much people misinterpreted the whole thing. He was only doing what he was told by his manager. But this was more than he bargained for. The last time he kissed those lips, they ended up in his bed and he woke up with the wildest hangover. He couldn’t take such a risk here. “What the fuck are you doing?” Min-a whispered harshly at Seung-ho. “Trust me…” Those were the last words he said before Min-a felt wet lips pecking his cheeks. It wasn't up to a second when Seung-ho released his hands, moving back like he was now made of fire. He began to laugh and everyone was cheering like he just accomplished a huge fit. It was only when Min-a heard random people saying; “Min-a is dazed.” “I can't believe Seo Min-a is too stunted to speak..” Min-a shook off the weird feeling he had inside. He ended up delivering a fake laugh, joining ever
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Blue Jealousy
The first time wasn’t as disgusting as Min-a thought it was going to be. He actually didn't despise it. Just recalling Seung-ho's hard erection in his mouth made him salivate. Min-a groaned softly as he felt his cock twitching. “Something is wrong with me.” he thought to himself, adjusting his erection in his pants. “Are you okay?” Seung-ho's voice interrupted his little hormonal dilemma. “I’m okay,” Min-a answered a little quickly, face-palming mentally before trying again. “Unfortunately, I think your coarse palm might have left small bruises on my dick…” he teased Seung-ho with a straight face and the older man almost believed him. “I thought I was being-” Seung-ho started apologizing, red shades blazing his ears, and spattered on his cheeks causing Min-a to grin like a maniac. When he realized he was being teased, he released a breath of relief. “You little piece of…” he shook his head, grinning along with Min-a. They shared eye contact as they settled down f
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? His Student
Kwan Seung-ho was a talented artist but he was cursed with social anxiety. So he would draw for his eyes and those of his friends who decided to come around when he was still living in the village area outside Seoul and very far from Gangnam. Aera was privy to his encounters with men after catching him with one. Seung-ho wasn't in the closet about his sexuality, but he chose to disclose it only to those who inquired. Aera had advised him on this approach after discovering him with one of her childhood friends. Initially, she was upset that he hadn't confided in her. Seung-ho fibbed and claimed he was attracted to both sexes. Aera reassured him that it didn't matter, as long as he was enjoying himself. At 28, Seung-ho learned to be bold and fearless from Aera, who was just 25. He owed much of his confidence to her. While he knew she would accept him regardless, he opted to keep his true feelings hidden for Min-a's sake. After witnessing the distress the younger man exp
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Too Close To Breathe
“And… It will get better.” Myung-Dae drummed his fingers rapidly on his glass table. “Oh fuck,” Min-a thought to himself. “Mr. Kwan Seung-ho got 1M likes when he shared the pictures. His manager also thought it would be a good idea that we collaborated on both talents and did a shoot of you both. Together..” Myung-Dae stood from his chair, kicking it sideways excitedly. Min-a stared at him in disbelief, turning to stare at Seung-ho to see his reaction, but the older man was having a good time tapping off the infectious excited energy that Myung-Dae exuded. “Imagine,” Myung-Dae went to the sealed glass window behind him, stretching his hands out like he was about to pitch a billion-won deal. “You, the young talented, and hot-” “Super hot.” Seung-ho corrected and Myung-Dae gave him an appreciative smile, clapping his hands eagerly. “Super hot, Korea’s number one bad boy, Seo Min-a, is now a talented artist. Then Kwan Seung-ho, the mysterious infamous artist who has always a
What’s Wrong With My Art Coach? Till The Devil Had To Find Him
They walked back to meet Seung-ho. His face lit up again seeing Min-a come back with his manager with a smile on his face, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. He knew this because he had spent the last 24 hours healthily obsessing over every single project Seo Min-a had worked on ever since he came into the limelight at 16 years of age. He frowned slightly as he explored his face. Min-a had mastered the art of smiling with his eyes. As an artist, Seung-ho knew how to fake the eye smile so he knew when it was real. And right now, the smile his student had on was definitely fake. It didn’t stop him from playing along though. “Hey! Are you okay?” Seung-ho asked cheerfully, giving Min-a a short-lived hug. He felt him stiffen a second before letting go and returning the hug. “Hello, Mr. Kwan. I wasn't expecting you here.” Min-a chuckled, staring into his icy blue eyes directly. Something about his intense gaze made Seung-ho nervous for the first time. He didn't kno
