Ant and Dec One Shots

At Home In His Arms

Dec watched Ant and Stephen from across the room, their easy laughter filling the flat as they traded jokes and stories, caught up in their own world. Normally, seeing them get along so well would bring him joy, but today, a small ache stirred in his chest. He felt a little adrift, a little outside, as if he were watching his friends through glass.

Without really thinking, he got up and crossed the room. In one fluid motion, Dec settled himself on Ant's lap, straddling his thighs and nestling close, arms wrapping around Ant's neck. He pressed his face into the curve of Ant's shoulder, seeking the quiet comfort only his best friend could give him.

Ant's arms came around him immediately, one hand resting between Dec's shoulder blades, the other gently tracing soothing circles on his back. He didn't say a word, didn't question why Dec needed to be close-he simply held him as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Dec's breathing slowed, each gentle stroke of Ant's hand grounding him, pulling him from that floating feeling back to something real and warm.

Stephen noticed the shift in Dec's mood and reached over, placing a gentle hand on Dec's shoulder. "You okay there, Dec?" he asked softly, his voice full of warmth and understanding.

Dec peeked up at him, managing a small smile. "Yeah," he murmured, but he didn't let go of Ant, snuggling further into the warmth of his friend's embrace. Stephen's hand lingered, offering a comforting squeeze before letting go. Dec felt his heart swell with gratitude for the quiet, unspoken support they both gave him. It made the ache ease, slowly melting away under their combined care.

Ant continued his conversation with Stephen, his voice a steady, soothing hum that Dec could feel in his chest. Every so often, Ant would lean down to press a soft kiss to Dec's head or nuzzle his hair, each little touch silently reassuring him. Dec closed his eyes, taking it all in-the warmth of Ant's arms around him, the gentle affection in each of Ant's kisses, Stephen's occasional soft, comforting touches. He felt the ache dissolve, replaced by a deep sense of belonging that wrapped around him like a blanket.

After a moment, Dec tilted his head up slightly, brushing a quick, tender kiss against Ant's cheek, a quiet "thank you" that needed no words. Ant turned his head, catching Dec's lips in a soft, lingering kiss that made Dec's heart feel lighter, fuller. Ant's fingers found their way into Dec's hair, gently combing through it as he continued talking to Stephen, as if Dec's need for comfort was as natural as breathing.

Stephen leaned forward with a grin, watching them with a fond gaze. "You know, Dec," he teased gently, "I don't think I've ever seen someone look so comfortable on someone else's lap."

Dec flushed a little, managing a shy smile. "What can I say?" he murmured, glancing up at Ant. "He's the best at keeping me grounded."

Ant chuckled, looking down at Dec with that warm, affectionate gaze that always made him feel safe. "Only because you're the best at cuddling up," he replied, pressing a kiss to Dec's temple and lingering there, as if to remind him he was exactly where he was meant to be.

Stephen reached over again, giving Dec's shoulder a gentle squeeze before lacing his fingers with Dec's, offering a comforting hand to hold. Dec squeezed back, his thumb brushing over Stephen's knuckles, feeling the steady warmth radiating from his friends.

They stayed like that, wrapped up in each other's presence, as the evening stretched on. Every now and then, Stephen would lean over to ruffle Dec's hair or give him a light shoulder rub, while Ant's arms remained a steady, protective hold around him, each small gesture dissolving any lingering loneliness.

Finally, Dec opened his eyes, looking up at them both with a soft, sleepy smile. "I don't know what I'd do without you two," he whispered, his voice thick with gratitude and affection.

Ant tightened his arms around him, pulling him even closer, and Stephen leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Dec's forehead. "Lucky for you, you'll never have to find out," Stephen replied, his tone full of quiet reassurance.

In that moment, Dec knew he was right where he belonged-safe, loved, and completely at home in the arms of his two best friends.