Syncing Dream [Aespa x M!Reader]

21. Su-su-su-su

"Su-su-su-supernova"

The comeback had finally arrived. After months of preparation, long rehearsals, endless adjustments, and an unexpected tension between the team behind them, "Supernova" was officially out.

Aespa's comeback had been released to the world, and it took the world by storm.

Y/n stood in the living room, watching as the girls scrolled through their phones, monitoring the reactions online. The buzz was already huge—fans were flooding social media with posts, comments, and reactions to the new track. The music video had hit millions of views within the first few hours, and Supernova was trending worldwide.

"Look at all these fan edits already," Karina said, her eyes glued to her phone as she scrolled through fan-made clips. "They're so fast."

Ningning chuckled from her spot on the couch. "We have some seriously talented fans. Some of these edits look better than the original!"

Giselle nodded in agreement, casually flipping through TikTok videos of the "Supernova" dance challenge that had already taken off. "It's wild how quick people jump on these trends."

"Even the clips we took with other groups popped up as well." Karina acknowledged.

The group had been recording short-form content all day to promote the comeback, from TikTok dance challenges to behind-the-scenes snippets. Their fans loved it, and the girls seemed energized by the response.

Y/n stood off to the side, observing the whirlwind of excitement around him. The comeback had been a success so far, but in the quiet moments, he felt a familiar itch—a reminder of his trainee days when he used to dance in the practice rooms late at night, dreaming of his own debut.

Now, as a manager, those dreams were behind him, but sometimes, the urge to move to the music still caught him off guard.

The song's dance break had been stuck in his head all day...to the point that it's more than drugs. Every time he watched the girls perform it, his hand waved along instinctively. Finally, after everyone had recorded their content and things started to calm down, Y/n found himself alone in the living room, "Supernova" still playing on repeat in the background.

He glanced around, making sure no one was around. The girls were in their rooms, probably checking more reactions or resting from the hectic day. He had a few minutes to himself, and before he could talk himself out of it, Y/n stood up and stretched, cracking his knuckles.

"Why the heck not," he muttered, replaying the dance break in his head. It was muscle memory at this point—he'd watched the dance break more than enough times to know the moves by heart.

"Don't forget my name...!"

He pulled up the music on his phone and set it to play. A moment of silence until...

"Su-su-su-supernova!"

The beat dropped, and before he knew it, Y/n was in the middle of the living room, executing the sharp moves of the dance break with surprising precision. It felt good to move again, to lose himself in the rhythm. For a moment, he was back in those practice rooms, a trainee with everything to prove.

Suddenly, a loud snort broke the silence. He froze mid-dance, turning slowly to see Ningning leaning against the doorframe, her phone pointed directly at him. She was recording.

"Y/n-oppa," Ningning began, eyes gleaming with mischief, "what in the world are you doing?"

Y/n's face turned crimson as he scrambled to turn off the music. "N-Nothing! I was, uh, just... stretching."