My Ant and Dec One shots

🧡 Pain ✨Bro-Job✨ [M]

Declan is a sexy baby.

This is a random short I wrote after rewatching House MD.

I haven't reread as it's just a bit of fun, it's all Porn 0 plot so enjoy you horny ppl x

Declan had banged on Ants door 3 times already. There was no sign of movement inside. The barely 5ft 7 man placed down the take out he'd gotten on the porch side and ran around to the window, knocking hard, trying to see through the shut blinds.

"Ant! Ant! It's me! You okay in there?!"

Suddenly a light was flashing on and Dec ran back around to the front door. Waiting patiently with his Chinese takeaway at his feet, Dec watched a tall figure approach the door and felt his heart ache as the firm limp that crippled his usually confident strides.

The shadow of his best friend opened the door and didn't even have the energy to smile, the dark haired man had to rest on the doorframe for a rest, his crutch holding up his other-side.

Ant rubbed his temples and dragged his hand down his face. "Shit. I-It's Friday I'm sorry I forgot."

"That's okay, i brought takeout." Dec lifted his bag proudly but his soft features shifted to concern, "Have you eaten today?"

"Today? Uh no...no I haven't." Ant shook his head.

"Yesterday?"

The taller man looked a little lost, like he couldn't remember that far back and Dec hid his upset.

"Come on. Let's get youse fed." Dec slotted himself under his best friends arm and helped him back to his living room, sitting him down onto his arm chair, resting his crutch to the side.

Dec stayed knelt by the living room table and started unpacking the dishes, he busied himself getting cutlery and plates and serving up the younger Geordies food.

"Thankyou." Ant grumbled, taking his plate and digging in with his fork.

He found it hard to eat, the pain in his knee made him nauseous and after only a few mouthfuls, he had to put his plate down, his eyes avoiding this presenting partners worried look.

Dec had been sat on the floor eating but placed down his plate and shuffled a bit closer to Ants arm chair, reaching out to hold his hand. "You can't go on like this Anth... what did the doctor say?"

"They said..." The dark haired man closed his eyes and laid back his head, jaw clenched hard. "They said there's nothing they can do. Post surgery pain is expected. It could last up to a month."

"And it's only been a few days... Ant... m-maybe you should take your pain meds. We can control your dosage it's not the sa—"

"It is the same Dec... it will be the same I can't... I can't have them again. N-no meds. Okay?" Any finally managed to look down into the smaller man's worried green eyes and he placed his hand on his soft cheek, "I'll be fine. It's just pain."

"You're in agony Anth... I-I dont like seeing you like this."

"Then go." Ant growled, but his tone softened, he wasn't angry at Declan after all, he was just in so much pain. "There's nothing you can do to help so just go."

Dec's heart strings tugged painfully and he looked down the taller man's body, feeling helpless and hating that feeling. He didn't want to see his best friend being hurt anymore, he wanted him to be happy to feel good.

"M-maybe... maybe there is a way I can help?"

Ant choked on a pained laugh, "What gonna
Recommend me to laughter therapy? Meditation? Don't be stupid."