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It wasn't long before Mark arrived, and Renjun was bubbling over from anticipation.
When the doorbell actually rang, he thought he had gone crazy, and Jeno had to answer it when the oldest rushed to the sink for a glass of water.
He doesn't even like him anymore, the brunette thought, opening the door and finding a shorter but adorable looking teen waiting. His hair was dyed blonde, and he had big eyes.
"Mark?" Jeno enquired, and the older nodded with a smile, mouthing 'Renjun's friend' and suddenly reminding the younger that he couldn't hear.
"Oh shit, yeah," he gasped, then smacked his own forehead, "Sorry, that was rude. I'm Jeno, Renjun's friend as well."
He bowed slightly but had two arms pushed over his shoulder from behind him, the sign language saying 'boyfriend'.
"This would be Jaemin," the brunette chuckled awkwardly, not even needing to look at the youngest to know who it was.
Mark chuckled, signing back to a curious Jaemin, "I know. Renjun has told me all about you both."
Jaemin frowned, heart racing at the thought that he Chinese had already explained to his ex-crush who he was with now.
"It's nice to meet you," Mark continued.
Even Jeno could understand that one, trying his best to say "You too," though apparently getting it a little wrong and making Mark laugh.
Jeno blushed, smiling softly and stepping aside to let the teen inside. The shorter wandered through the slight hall, arriving in the kitchen and living area, since both were connected. He whistled in an impressed manner, looking to the right to see Renjun tightly clutching a glass of water and staring back at him.
"Mark?" He muttered out, almost dropping the drink entirely.
The older grinned, running over to him and enveloping him in a tight and caring hug. "Long time no see," he whispered hoarsely into the Chinese's ear, the words sounding a little wrong, but Renjun knew what he meant. Mark only ever trusted him with his voice. It used to be a source of such pride for the younger, but now that he had met Jaemin, who also opened up to speech with him, and Jeno who was reluctant to talk to him as well, something felt a little different.
In truth, and he'd never admit this to his boyfriends, Renjun was seeking approval from Mark, needing him to see the new arrivals in his life. He wanted the older to tell him 'you've done well' and be proud. The blonde had always felt so guilty and apologetic....never returning the feelings to his best friend who meant the world to him.
Pulling away, Renjun smiled excitedly, relaxing now that he had seen him, and knowing Mark had officially met his lovers.
"I cooked," he said slowly, watching as the older's eyes read his lips as always. He was very good at it, and sometimes he could get through half a conversation without anyone realising he was deaf.
