#friedken

[supervisorkenadams]

Certified Iconic Scene™️

[lesbroona]

Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency (2016--) 

[montanabohemian]

i am HOLLERING (x) (x)

[weepylucifer]

25, friedken

oh let’s see, 25: “Sorry, I spout out random facts when I’m nervous.”

Ken liked explaining stuff. It was something he was naturally good at. It made him feel in control. Now if only his audience were more receptive…

“Are you gonna stop with the… words?” Friedkin was saying. “I’m kind of trying to do something here.” The something was his attempt to break his own record at candy crush. Which apparently took precedence over Ken trying to explain to him how to do his job. Which, okay. Ken sighed. Fate had dealt him a dumb army boyfriend, and he was going to take what he’d been given.

“Sorry,” he said. “I spout out random facts when I’m nervous.”

“Yeah?” Friedkin put his phone down. “Wanna try to relax?” He shot Ken a meaningful look.

Here was a thing about Hugo: his thoughts, such as they were, were pretty much single-track.

Ken rolled his eyes. “Really? Here? Now?”

“Don’t see why not.”

Ken cast a look around. It was true that, except for them, the control room was deserted. But that didn’t mean that nobody could walk in at any moment. And besides, he didn’t know if he could do anything in front of all these screens.

Also it was a dumb idea. They were here to work. Well, at least Ken was.

“Don’t we have stuff to do?” he asked pointedly.

Friedkin leaned back bonelessly in his chair. “Dude, forget stuff. Stuff is boring. I could go down on you right here. Or we could go over to mine and you could fuck me, or I could fuck you, or I could eat your ass and you try and talk to Priest like that. Yeah, that’d be fun.”

Ken almost smiled. Sometimes he felt he underestimated Friedkin. Those were some downright nasty thoughts right there. Still.

“Hugo,” he said, “I have like thousands of pages of files to read. Which I’m somehow suspecting you won’t help me with.”

Friedkin ignored the jab at his reading capabilities. “You read while I suck you off, how’s that?”

Ken sighed. “Tempting… but I wouldn’t be able to concentrate.”

Hugo groaned like he was largely put-upon. Ken suspected that he really just liked sucking dick that much. “Okay, final offer - you read your stupid files and I give you a back rub.”

They’re your stupid files, moron. But Ken did give his okay. He’d recently found that Hugo gave the best back rubs he’d ever gotten. Well, Ken guessed, he had to be good for something.

[montanabohemian]

i can't decide if i want friedkin to continue angrily stripping in front of ken or if ken should give him a hug

[weepylucifer]

Ken: [sees someone doing something stupid]

Ken: What an idiot.

Ken: [realizes it's Friedkin]

Ken: Wait, thAT'S MY IDIOT

[weepylucifer]

Ken: *to Rapunzel* It's time to make daddy proud.

Friedkin: Yes, Ken!

Ken: I could not have been more obviously talking to the dog.

[weepylucifer]

friedken tho

Ken, holding flowers: Hey babe, happy one year!

Friedkin ...............................i’m twenty-seven,