Video calls and imagination can only take them so far. Even if he closes his eyes and listens only to the sound of Yohan's voice, Hayun is still clearly being touched by his own hand. He's become far too familiar with the feeling of Yohan's hands for his imagination to really make much ground. He knows all of Yohan too well. It works when it's all they have, but nothing can compare to this.

Letting his hand drop back to his side, Hayun faces the front again, away from Yohan. Sorry but he doesn't get to see Hayun's face every time he starts to blush. He can probably still the way his ears are turning a little red through his hair though. "Really? Okay. I can leave it on." A few deep, calming breaths and then he turns to look down at Yohan, holding out his hands as though he's at all strong enough to help Yohan up and only his feet. "Your turn." Yohan has to lose at least a bit of clothing too.