Renjun opens the door for Mark and Donghyuck. Apparently Donghyuck forgot the spare key at home, so they couldn't just walk in like they would any other time.

"I'm not even surprised that you're here already," Mark tells Chenle and Jisung as he takes a seat on the opposite couch. He's already gotten himself comfortable by the time Donghyuck reaches the kitchen, side eyeing Renjun who holds the wooden spoon in one hand and has his other on his hip.

"They showed up here and I thought of the idea," Renjun explains, turning away. "Just thought it would be nice, you know?"

He can hear Mark hum from the couch. "Definitely nice, gathered here and everything, but what brought it on?"

"He found his soulmate," Chenle says before Renjun can so much as think of a response. There's a light hum in the air. He can hear Donghyuck's giddiness and felt the way Mark was looking at him.

"Are they coming?" Mark shoots the question fist. Renjun's hand falters in its actions. He was just about to grab the chicken fillets to cut into pieces, but the question caught him off guard. Every possible response flies through his head.

"Something like that," he offers instead. He glances over at Jaemin who, after Mark and Donghyuck's arrival, shifted his way over to the kitchen and joined his side. A faint smile graces his lips.

"Hey, Ren?" Donghyuck asks, eyes analytical. "Who are you looking at?"

The room falls silent. Despite being aware of everything having just been told, Chenle and Jisung don't utter a word. Silence hugs the room intensely as they wait for his response. He can picture the way the gears turn in Mark's head. The moment the 'oh' passes itself into the air.

"You're looking at your soulmate, aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"He's... Where?"

Turning around, his lips curl at the corners. "Right next to me."

Mark looks like he wants to say something, but before he has a chance to get the words out, there's a knock at the door. Everyone looks over, while Renjun goes to answer it.

"You made it," he says. He can't help himself as he steps out into the hallway and wraps his arms around Jeno.

Jeno returns the hug. "Of course." He huffs out a breath. Renjun squeezes his shoulder gently. He sounds nervous. Eyes shifting behind Renjun, he sighs shakily.

Stepping aside, he lets Jeno in and shuts the door. He's in the doorway, glancing over at the group in the living room. "Hey."

There's a moment of silence where he can see the awkwardness seeping into the air. A moment that shatters the moment Donghyuck tackles Jeno into a hug and Chenle is cheering from the couch, half falling into Jisung's lap. Mark makes a comment about how it was good to see him again. It's good to see everyone smiling again.

"Well, you can have a seat, Jeno. I still have to get supper ready."

"You're cooking?" Jeno queries, disbelief seeping into his tone. He can already picture the expression on his face.

"Yeah," Renjun says with a roll of his eyes. "I can cook."

"Since when?" Mark chuckles to which Renjun glares. As if Mark were any better; he once tried to boil an egg and it came out all broken beyond help. He was definitely the worst of the group when it came to cooking. Renjun may have been runner up.

"Since a few weeks ago."

Donghyuck clicks his fingers. "Your soulmate can cook, can't they?"

He almost smiles. "Yes," he says, careful as he says the next words. "Jaemin can cook, so he's been guiding me."

Donghyuck's expression blanks. "Jaemin?" His voice sounds so far off, Renjun almost misses it. "You're... Is this... Is it?"

"Na Jaemin—" He's cut off as a set of arms wrap around him, pulling him back into his chest. His words are completely cut off as Donghyuck hugs him, not bothering to turn him around as he does. Lifting a hand, he strokes the top of Donghyuck's hand gently. "It's alright, Hyuck," he murmurs softly.

When he releases, he offers his assistance. Jaemin guides him and Renjun relays his words to Donghyuck who smiles all the while. By the time they've finished supper, Jisung has already set the table and is leaning over the couch, arms loosely draped around Chenle. They gather into the living room, Renjun and Donghyuck distributing glasses of iced tea.

"Thank you all for coming," he says. They've all dished and are seated in the living room; the table didn't have enough space for everyone.

"Was this really because you met your soulmate?" Mark questions, looking at Renjun curiously. "To tell us?"

"Partially."

"Partially?"

Lowering his head slightly, he nods. "I thought, since we all knew him, we could have this dinner in honor, you know? I didn't know him as well as you guys, but he's my soulmate, so..." He lifts his glass. "To a great friend and soulmate."

Everyone lifts their glass. Renjun catches Jaemin's eye and he offers a smile to the boy who only stared quietly at him, eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"To Na Jaemin," Renjun murmurs. "Who won't go unforgotten."