"You, my darling, don't get to dictate my worries." His voice is soft, gentle, but with a small edge of command. Sure, Hayun could suggest what Yohan doesn't need to worry about, but in the end, Yohan will concern himself with whatever he pleases. "If I want to worry about you, all of you, I will."

That said, he pulls Hayun a little closer, a little tighter. Whether Hayun likes it or not, Yohan is a part of his life now. For good or ill.

"That also means, I'll take care of you as long as you'll allow me to. So you don't have to thank me for anything. Even out of politeness." Even now, he knows Hayun's a good boy. Polite and respectful. Always polite and respectful.

"Thank you for trusting me."