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Taking A Break (K2A)

Give me 10 reasons I should kill myself.

Also, K2A means Kyrre, Ken and Alan

I can't think of a ship name that's not longer than 10 letters.

                     

Requested by AccidentToSociety
Fuck you too, Satan.

Smut Warning!

Threesome btw! (pretty obvious)

       

       

He's a workaholic and they were worried about him.

Their relationship originally started when Alan asked Kyrre out. After a drunken night, Ken joined them; he stayed in the relationship because they communicate so well together. However, Kyrre has been too much of a workaholic lately and it's worrying his boyfriends.

"Hey Ken... do you think Ky-" "Has been working for a week straight? Hell yes," He responded. "I'm worried about him... You know, burnout and stuff," The younger Norwegian voiced his concerns about their oldest partner. Ken nods and was about to deliver a reply when the front door opens. "Sorry I came home late, there was an accident on the way home," Kyrre says as soon as he spots his boyfriends.
          

"Hey, Ky. Can we talk-" "I'm really really sorry but I can't, I need to work on a project," Kyrre interrupts the Norwegian. "Love you two!" He shouts before darting upstairs and shutting himself in his studio. "You see what I'm talking about?!" Ken groans, frustrated. "We need to do something, Ken. I'm worried!" Alan whines. "Even if we try to get him to hang out with us, he'll say he'd be there in a minute but never shows up!" The other complains. Alan sits on the couch and hugs a pillow. "What if he doesn't love us anymore?!" He starts to panic.

Ken sighs and pulls him into a hug while he thought of a plan to get Kyrre to take a break from his work. While Alan is having a panic attack, Ken suddenly thought of a (semi) bright idea and gently pushes Alan away to face him. "Kyrre loves us, Alan. He just doesn't have any free time, don't worry though, we'll make it for him. I have a plan," He says. Alan starts to calm down a bit and nods.

             

             

"WHAT?!" He gasps.

"Why do you think I told you that you need to be drunk for this?" Ken smirks. " But if I am drunk, how am I supposed to know what am I doing?" He huffs. "Whatever, you agreed to do this. Take off your pants now," The older tugs on them, earning a high pitched yelp from the twink. "Alright! Alright! I'm doing it! You don't need to be so horny!" The man exclaims and pulls his pants down, leaving him in his oversized hoodie and boxers.

"Cute ass," The black haired man whistles. "Shut up! What's next?" Alan covers his ass with his hands and glares at him. Ken walks over to him and ruffles his hair violently. "Woah, watch it! That hurt!" He yelps as his soft brunette locks are messed with, making it messy and honestly more sexy. He continued by pulling his hood to the side and starts sucking and biting on his neck, leaving noticeable bruises and bitemarks. "K-kenny. Focus... " Alan moaned out. He grumbles and reluctantly pulls away from the once pale, smooth skin. "How do I look now?" The brunette asks. "Fucking hot~" Ken growls and licks his lips, making his knees weak.

"Go and fucking get him," He slaps his ass and pushes Alan towards the stairs. The Norwegian got anxious, how would Kyrre react to this? Would he get mad for disturbing his work?