Kaistal (7 kaistal fanfics)
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“Soojung, your couple shoot time.” Sulli winked and she mentally groaned. It definitely has to be a bad(good?) thing. She relaxed her facial muscles in front of the mirror before standing up to leave. Krystal pretended not to hear as Sulli said, “It’s okay, Soojung, relax. We’ve always known about it anyway,” and immediately(nervously) went to the set.
If there's one person in this world who infuriates Kim Jongin out of his usual apathetic, stoic demeanour, it's gonna be Jung Soojung. She does things that drives him to the brink of his sanity; pushing him far, pulling him perpetually closer. They're very polar to the extreme opposites. He's warm, she's cold. He's reserved, she's blunt. He's almost anything she never was, and prolly never will be, but they're connection is as strong and loyal as e
“Don’t cry. It’s not something to cry about. Do you trust me, Soojung?” He cupped her face and kneeled infront of her. Honestly, he doesn’t know what to do or what to say but he doesn’t want to lie.
The onslaught of finals is in the air but Soojung and Jongin took a slight detour from stuDYING.
Jongin has a mission and it's “Mission: Confess to Soojung now OR NEVER because hashtag:YOLO,” and he's got his car and freshly-claimed licence as his allies.
Caught up in a web of insecurities, Krystal wondered how Jongin found her. Jongin, on the other hand, wondered how Krystal's such a beautiful mess yet she's all he could see.
Your Body Is A Winter Wonderland. Under the unforgiving Korean winter clad only in an oversized hoodie and cap, Krystal wished she was at home right now. Sleeping away her tired limbs or sipping on hot chocolate doing nothing is her idea of a day off of f(x)’s schedule that she thought was personally arranged by Satan to destroy her. Instead, she’s out in the streets waiting for some—