It had become something of a tradition. After a long day of rehearsals, performances, or just surviving the chaotic world of the entertainment industry, Y/n would whip up some ramen for aespa (especially the bougee ramen that Winter always loved).
It wasn't anything fancy, but somehow, Y/n had developed a reputation for making *perfect* ramen—something the girls had come to crave after late nights at the dorm. No smoke alarms, no burnt pots. Just good old-fashioned comfort food.
But tonight was different.
Y/n had come over as usual, ready to make their favourite midnight snack as requested. The girls were all lounging around the living room, exhausted but still in good spirits after wrapping up some last-minute practice for their next performance.
Giselle was scrolling through her phone, while Ningning and Winter were sprawled out on the couch, chatting about the latest drama they were binge-watching. Karina sat in the corner, quietly observing the scene, the usual tension between her and Y/n slightly less palpable these days.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly at first. Y/n pulled out the usual ingredients, boiling the water and preparing the ramen just as he always did. The girls continued their chatter, the atmosphere relaxed and comfortable. It felt like any other night.
Until it wasn't.
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"Ya pabo, are you sure about this?" Winter called out from the couch, her tone half-joking, half-serious.
"Of course I am," Y/n responded, stirring the noodles with a grin. "I've been doing this for you for ages now. You know I'm basically a ramen expert."
"Yeah, but something feels off tonight," Giselle chimed in, her eyes flicking up from her phone. "I don't know, maybe it's just the vibe."
"The vibe?" Y/n was genuinely confused. "It's just ramen, girls. Nothing to worry about. You watched too much K-drama now."
But then, without warning, the pot of water began bubbling more aggressively than usual. Y/n furrowed his brow, confused. He hadn't changed anything about the recipe, and yet the water seemed to be boiling faster than normal. The noodles began to overcook, turning mushy, and the smell of burnt soup base wafted into the air.
"Dafuq...?" Y/n muttered, turning the heat down and trying to salvage the situation.
The girls all perked up, sensing something was wrong.
"Is something burning?" Ningning asked, sitting up straight on the couch.
"Y/n, what's going on?" Karina asked, her voice slightly more serious now as she stood up from her spot.
"I don't know," Y/n replied, frantically stirring the pot. "This has never happened before. It's like the stove's acting up or something."
Just then, the pot began to hiss and steam poured out, signalling that something had gone horribly wrong. The ramen broth, once the highlight of Y/n's midnight snacks, had turned into a thick, sludgy mess.
"Uh... okay, this is definitely not normal," Y/n admitted, stepping back from the stove with wide eyes.
Before he could react further, the smoke alarm blared to life once again. The loud, piercing sound echoed through the dorm, sending everyone into a frenzy.
"Oh shit!" Giselle exclaimed, leaping off the couch as Winter raced to open the windows.
"Oppa, what did you do this time?" Ningning shouted over the alarm, already laughing despite the chaos.
"I swear, I didn't do anything different!" Y/n yelled back, grabbing a towel and waving it under the smoke detector to stop the blaring noise.
Karina, despite her usual composed demeanour, let out an exasperated sigh and joined in the effort to fan away the smoke. Giselle ran over to the stove, trying to help, but the pot of ramen had already turned into an unrecognisable disaster.
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Syncing Dream [Aespa x M!Reader]
Fanfiction[Complete] This follows the untold story of an ex-trainee who unexpectedly finds himself managing one of K-pop's biggest groups, aespa. Navigating the chaos of schedules, performances, and personalities, they must balance professionalism with deep-r...