Ant and Dec One Shots

Quiet Devotion: A Sunday Morning

It was one of those quiet Sunday mornings that Ant and Dec cherished, the kind that felt timeless and rare. The early sun had just begun to filter softly through the curtains of Dec's living room, casting a gentle, golden glow over the cosy space. The peacefulness of the morning wrapped around them like a soft blanket, the outside world quiet and distant. The two had spent the previous evening unwinding after an intense week of filming, and now they lay nestled on the sofa under a thick, warm blanket. Ant's arm was wrapped protectively around Dec, who was still half-asleep, his head resting comfortably on Ant's shoulder, his breath warm against his skin.

Dec let out a soft, contented sigh, his face brushing gently against Ant's shoulder as he instinctively snuggled closer into Ant's warmth. He nuzzled deeper into the soft fabric of Ant's shirt, a soundless request to stay just like this forever. Ant could feel the gentle rise and fall of Dec's breathing against him, the rhythm steady and reassuring. It was in moments like these-when the world outside didn't exist, and it was just the two of them, wrapped in comfort-that Ant felt his love for Dec so clearly. Dec wasn't just his best friend; he was the one who had seen him at his lowest and still stood by him, the one who knew his deepest fears and dreams. He was, in every way, home.

As his eyes lingered on Dec's peaceful face, Ant felt his heart swell with emotion. A stray strand of hair had fallen across Dec's forehead, and with a tenderness that felt almost reverent, Ant reached up to brush it aside. His fingers lingered, tracing the soft line of Dec's cheek, every touch deliberate as if he wanted to memorise the feel of him. He marvelled at the warmth of Dec's skin beneath his fingertips, the familiarity of every curve and contour. Leaning down, he placed a delicate kiss on Dec's cheek, his lips lingering just a moment longer than necessary. The quiet affection he felt for Dec washed over him like a wave, and he whispered, his voice barely a breath against Dec's skin, "You know, mate, I don't think I tell you enough... but I love you."

Dec's eyelids fluttered open at the sound of Ant's words, his face still soft with sleep, a slow, lazy smile spreading across his lips. His eyes, still heavy with slumber, softened as they met Ant's gaze, and the warmth in his expression made Ant's chest tighten. "I know, Ant," Dec murmured, his voice thick with sleep, but filled with a sincerity that made Ant's heart skip. "I love you too." His hand reached up, brushing the back of Ant's hand in a small but deeply meaningful gesture, as if to say, I'm here. Always.

For a long moment, they just stayed there, wrapped up in each other, the silence between them as comfortable as the blanket they shared. There was no need for words, no need for anything more. The quiet intimacy spoke volumes, the bond they shared evident in every soft breath and every touch. Eventually, Dec shifted slightly, pushing himself up onto his elbow, his hand resting lightly on Ant's chest. He looked down at Ant, his gaze soft but intense, and his eyes sparkled with a sincerity that made Ant's heart swell.

"You've been by my side through everything, mate," Dec said, his voice thick with emotion, his eyes searching Ant's face as if he was trying to find the right words to capture the depth of his gratitude. "Through all the hard times, when it felt like I was drowning in everything... you were always there. You were the one making me laugh when I couldn't find a reason to. You've kept me going, Ant. I don't know where I'd be without you."

Ant's heart swelled, and the words lodged in his throat as he struggled to keep his composure. The warmth spreading through him was overwhelming, a wave of affection and love so deep he could hardly find a way to express it. "You're my best friend, Dec," he replied softly, his voice thick with emotion. "There's no one else I'd want by my side. Not now, not ever. You're the brother I chose, and I'll always come back to you, no matter what." He squeezed Dec's hand, their fingers lacing together in an unspoken promise, a touch that spoke volumes-an affirmation of a bond too strong for words to fully capture.

In that moment, the world outside the room ceased to exist. There were no cameras, no lights, no obligations. It was just them-two souls intertwined, leaning on each other in the quietest, most profound way. They didn't need anything else.

They stayed like that for a while, the soft hum of the morning surrounding them, the sun's rays growing warmer as the day stretched on. Dec, feeling completely at peace, nestled his head back into the crook of Ant's neck, his ear pressed against his chest. The steady beat of Ant's heart filled him with a sense of calm deeper than anything words could convey. Every beat seemed to speak to him, a promise that he was loved, that he was safe, that no matter what came their way, they would always face it together.

Ant chuckled softly, breaking the silence with a mischievous grin. "Remember when we first started out? Just a couple of clueless kids, thinking we had it all figured out, but really, we were just trying to keep our heads above water?"

Dec laughed too, his voice rich and full, the sound like music to Ant's ears. "Oh, I remember! And that time we forgot our lines on live TV? We just stared at each other, completely blank, and then started laughing. I think that was the moment I knew-if we could survive that, we could handle anything together."

"Yeah," Ant agreed, his eyes gleaming with affection. "That was the moment I knew too. We've come a long way since then, haven't we?"

Dec's gaze softened, his expression a mix of fondness and gratitude. "We have," he murmured, his voice full of quiet love. He glanced up at Ant, his eyes glowing with something deeper than just affection. "And I want you to know... you mean the world to me, Ant. Every single day, I thank my lucky stars that you're in my life. You're my person. I don't think I could ever put it into words how much I need you, but I hope you know it."

Ant's heart skipped a beat, overwhelmed by the love in Dec's eyes. He reached out, brushing a gentle hand along Dec's back, his touch tender and affectionate. "Same here, mate. You're everything to me. You're the one who keeps me grounded, the one who makes me feel whole. I honestly can't imagine my life without you."

Dec's eyes softened, and with a tender smile, he whispered, "And you never will. I'll always be here for you, Ant. Just like you've always been here for me."

Their hands remained intertwined, and they leaned in, sharing a quiet moment that was more than just physical closeness-it was an affirmation of everything they had built together, the trust, the love, and the unwavering loyalty they had for each other. It was a bond that needed no words, just the certainty of knowing they were meant to be there for one another, through everything.

In the soft, golden light of the morning, the rest of the world faded away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in love and warmth. And in that peaceful silence, they found everything they needed.

Dec snuggled back into Ant's embrace, pulling the blanket tighter around them as they settled into the soft tranquillity of the moment. Their fingers stayed laced together, a constant, silent reminder of the love that bound them. Neither of them said anything more, content to simply be, knowing that whatever life threw their way, they would face it together, side by side.