In previous partners, that continued shyness became tiresome. Irksome, even. Yet somehow, it's absolutely endearing in Hayun. It doesn't diminish the fire he feels for this boy. This beautiful boy. His beautiful boy. It hasn't grown old or unwanted. In fact, Yohan looks forward to watching Hayun's ear go pink and his cheeks darken. He savors it in a way he never has with anyone before.

When Hayun comes close to press his face against Yohan's chest, he takes a second to loosely wrap his arms around him. It probably hasn't been more than a month since they're seen each other in person, but it feels like so much longer. He needs to feel Hayun pressed against him, smell that scent that's so familiar to him now. This is all so perfect, really. Spontaneous in a way.

Yohan sucks in a sharp breath when Hayun's fingers drift over his cock. It's eager to see him, too, twitching in interest at that little teasing touch. There was a time when Hayun wouldn't have been so bold. That he is now delights Yohan immensely.

Of course he lets Hayun go when he moves, knowing what his young lover is likely going to get. Just as he suspected. A playful grin curls up on corner of his mouth and he glances over his shoulder at the plush mushroom. "Right here, huh?"