There's no resistance from Hayun when Yohan starts to push the door open. He simply releases it and takes a step back, sniffling softly as he stares down at the floor. He just waits for whatever Yohan plans to do next. Enter into Hayun's home and then...? Hayun initially freezes when Yohan makes quick work of closing that little bit of distance between them and taking him into his arms. Initially, he isn't sure what to do. This is something that he normally deals with alone. This is something he's had to deal with alone. He clearly needed someone, but he didn't want to involve anyone. He couldn't involve anyone.

And yet, here is Yohan.

Hayun presses his face against Yohan, wrapping his arms around the man's waist as tightly as he can. "You're here." The words are little more than a muffled whisper into Yohan's shirt. He twists his hands in the fabric at Yohan's back, gripping it tightly. "You came."