All Chapters of What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“I'm always in the mood if you are offering me yourself,” Seung-ho cut Min-a off, pulling him by the waist. There it was again, the blush, it was almost like Min-a would never get used to blushing like a fool. Any part of him that was held by Seung-ho triggered an explosive reaction. “You are getting cornier these days.” He whispered, searching his blue eyes. “I'm an oldie, it's what we do…” Kwan Seung-ho leaned in to capture Min-a's lips in a soft, slow kiss. He pressed against his wet lips, loving the conscious wetness and the breath of the gum he had eaten at the hospital. Seung-ho trapped him in one of the pillars bearing the kitchen post. He snuck his hands under his shirt, pressing his hands against his warm abs as he deepened the kiss. His hands make a snake movement to the back drawing him closer. His scent was driving Min-a crazy, that intoxicating vanilla scent he always had with his crazy ice-cream flavored shampoo. “Fuck…” Min-a moaned at the warm

Min-a rolled his eyes, seizing the smoke from his hand. Seung-ho probably thought he was tripping, but Min-a knew what he was doing. In past times, any time he tried to get high on weed, his first feeling was always paranoia where he got overwhelmed by the little things. “It's not funny, I'm fine. I just need to overcome my paranoia stage.” He explained, taking multiple drags, and inhaling deeply. “I'm not a baby to drugs…” Min-a muttered with a sigh. Kwan Seung-ho braced himself the instant he said that. Was he going to finally tell him the full details of what happened to him? Seo Min-a chuckled, swimming back a bit. Just the gentle smile on Seung-ho's face, how patiently he was staring at him. Min-a literally couldn't pick out anything he could use to soil Seung-ho with. Yet he couldn't say he was perfect, he was just his exact type of chaos. “Okay...So do you want to hear about my highway drug ventures…” Min-a whispered, tilting his head to the side.

“Uh-uhm, I decided to give Min-a some extra Art lessons since I might be busy later this week.” Seung-ho rapidly spat out one lie after the other. “Really?” Eun Hye asked, her face scrunched in confusion. She looked back in the direction they walked it from, it wasn't from Min-a's corridor. “But that's not Min-a's corridor.” She stared back at him blankly. “Yeah, that's because we were actually coming from the po-” Min-a kicked him behind the leg, causing him to stumble against the wall of the kitchen. “Uhm, what he meant is that we just went to the pool. The one at the center room, we were using it for reference. But we are done with that now and we will be heading into my room for the finishing touches. Tell Duncan that I'm sorry for his unfortunate tie, his is even worse than mine truly.” Min-a left his older sister in absolute confusion. She wasn't aware what it meant but it felt like a shade nonetheless. “Oh, okay…” Eun Hye muttered. Releasing a breath of re

“It's just-gay people! Do they really have to exist? Why are they everywhere all of a sudden, it disgusts me…” Ji Won mumbled, wrenching his own heart with his tongue. Just two weeks ago, he was in a secret underground gay club sucking off some random actor from a movie he had never seen. Yet, he was trying to condemn the act like it were of the devil. “Wait, you are homophobic?! And you are friends with Min-a??” Duncan blurted out just before he was able to slap a hand on his mouth. “What does that have to do with Min-a?!” Ji Won snapped at him, already feeling defensive. “Jesus...Chill bro, it's nothing. It has nothing to do with Min-a. Just that he is open minded, so it's kind of a surprise. Being homophobic isn't cool, man, y'all fornicate every day…” Duncan reminded him, “nobody bullies you for it.” Ji Won had nothing to say to him. Did he think he didn't know it was an unjustified hate? It has always been. He heard it from his own mother. A desi

“Am I the only one who thinks this is a weird conversation?!” Min-a waved his hands theatrically in the air hoping the two will eventually notice him and give him an answer. B “I was just startled Min-a, chill out.” Ji Won brushed it off while avoiding eye contact with Seung-ho. Ji Won couldn't put his finger on it. He couldn't tell if it was the wine he had had earlier while sorting documents or his paranoia but he felt like Seung-ho knew something he shouldn't know. “Yes, I'm normally not supposed to be in your bathroom, Min-a… yet -” Seung-ho stretched his arms out, showing himself off in the jeans and dark blue dress shirt. “I'm here…” He shrugged, maintaining an unwavering focus on Ji Won. “Okay…so how are the lessons?” Ji Won blurted out of nowhere, squeezing his palm into a fist. Lately, he has been losing control of many things. His mouth for one has been saying a lot of weird shit, even at times it would have been a brilliant idea to keep shut. Min-