While he's in the bathroom, he pours some of the tea for Yu, setting it on the coffee table. He tries to time it so it's drinkable by the time he gets out of the shower, but still hot. He looks up when Yu returns, smiling and patting the seat next to him as he plops himself down on the couch. He sips his tea again, letting the other man just relax- he needed it, that was for certain.

He doesn't say anything, he only sets his cup down and wraps an arm around his shoulder and pulls Yu in. Breathe, buddy.

And then- what?

"What the hell, a bad teacher? What gave you that idea?"