#exprecho

There is an unsurpassable amount of ‘cool’ and ‘relaxed’ emanating from the security guard at Lotte World. The man is in uniform, the only way Detective Han would know his occupation as the male saunters — yes, saunters — about the place, one hand in his pocket, one hand in his thick, dark hair. The man’s tongue runs over his lips as his eyes trail the vicinity, until they land on Detective Han himself. The latter man approaches him. 

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     Troian couldn’t wait to go home, she hated the fact that she was 8 hours apart from the man she was in love with, it was already hard enough to not be able  to be with him because they were in different continents but it was harder the fact that the timezone difference was so big that it made it hard to talk to eachother. She got out of her job earlier, she had changed her life a bit to match his schedules, she started entering early to job to get out later so she could get home and talk to him.

     As soon as she arrived home she turned on her mobile wifi to send him a message to let him know she was home. She took off her shoes and turned on the laptop. She always felt nervous when she was going to talk to him, thats how she knew she liked him, the butterflies in her stomach, the crazy will to talk to him all day and all night, the wish of touching him and kissing him.

     She sat in front of her laptop making sure she was pretty enough to be seen by him, a innocent smile appearing on her face as she turned on the webcam “oppa” she said, waving gently “i misse you so much!”