Ant and Dec One Shots

Daddy And Papa Forever, Sweetheart

Ant's voice was soft, almost a whisper, as he murmured, "Daddy..." His body curled instinctively into Dec's arms, seeking the familiar warmth and safety that only he could provide. Ant pressed his face gently against Dec's neck, inhaling the scent of him-a mix of comfort and security. "I'm so tired," he whispered, his words slurred with sleepiness.

Reaching out a trembling hand, Ant's fingers brushed against Stephen's, and he immediately clasped them in his own, the touch grounding him. "Papa... cuddle," he whined, his voice thick with vulnerability, eyes fluttering closed as he sought more of their closeness.

Without hesitation, Stephen shifted closer, his arms enveloping them both, his presence a shield of warmth, protection, and love. "I'm here, little one," he said, his voice deep and soothing as he gently ran his fingers through Ant's hair, massaging the tension out of his scalp. His eyes met Dec's, sharing an unspoken look-a moment of quiet appreciation for the little family they had become. The love they felt for Ant was clear in every touch, every whisper.

Dec's hand moved gently in circles on Ant's back, a steady, reassuring rhythm. He could feel the weight of Ant's body against him, gradually releasing all the tension he'd been holding. "You're safe," Dec murmured, his voice a soft anchor in the sea of comfort they created together. Ant's body slowly melted into the embrace, his breathing evening out as he relaxed fully.

Stephen's thumb gently traced patterns along the back of Ant's hand, grounding him even more, the connection between them as real and solid as the love they shared. They shared another tender glance, both filled with warmth and pride. Ant was theirs-his trust in them, in this moment, was priceless. Dec leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Ant's forehead, his hand cradling his face with a tenderness that made Stephen's heart swell.

"You're such a good boy, our sweet little love," Dec whispered, his voice thick with affection. He let his fingers linger on Ant's cheek, his thumb stroking the soft skin there. "Daddy's got you. Always."

Stephen's gaze softened as he leaned in, pressing a kiss to the crown of Ant's head. His words were low, filled with the quiet pride he felt for the young man who had trusted them so completely. "Papa's here too, baby. Right where you belong."

As Ant's breathing slowed, settling into a rhythmic pace, Dec and Stephen held him close, cherishing the trust that radiated from him. The two of them shared a knowing look, silently agreeing that this, right here, was where they were meant to be. They were family in every sense of the word.

After a moment, Stephen couldn't help but chuckle, a light glimmer in his eye as he glanced at Dec. "Daddy and Papa, hmm?" he whispered playfully, a teasing tone creeping into his voice. "I didn't realise just how much that would mean until he said it."

Dec smiled warmly, his gaze softening as he looked down at Ant's peaceful face. He brushed a few stray strands of hair from Ant's forehead, his touch tender and affectionate. "I know what you mean," Dec replied, his voice low and full of affection. "Look at him-so peaceful. I wouldn't mind hearing it forever."

Stephen nodded, giving Ant's hand a gentle squeeze. He lowered his head slightly, brushing a tender kiss over Ant's hand. "Maybe when he wakes up, we'll ask him to say it again," he said quietly, his voice filled with tenderness. "There's something perfect about hearing it from him."

Ant stirred in his sleep, a soft sigh escaping his lips as if he sensed their care. He shifted slightly, nestling even closer into Dec's chest, a content smile tugging at his lips. Dec and Stephen shared a quiet laugh, their voices low and filled with warmth and affection as they continued to tenderly caress Ant.

As the first rays of morning light filtered gently through the curtains, Stephen stirred awake, his eyes blinking open. The soft warmth of the bed and the comforting embrace of Dec and Ant made his heart swell. He shifted slightly, careful not to disturb Ant's peaceful slumber, but as he moved, Ant stirred, his eyelids fluttering open as he blinked sleepily.

"Morning, baby," Stephen whispered, his voice full of warmth and affection. He pressed a kiss to the back of Ant's hand, watching him as he slowly came to. Ant's sleepy gaze met his, and he smiled softly, still groggy from sleep.

"Morning," Ant mumbled, his voice thick with the remnants of sleep. He stretched and yawned, rubbing his eyes, then froze for a moment, as if remembering something important. His lips parted slightly, and a soft blush crept across his cheeks. He glanced up at Stephen and Dec, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. "Papa... Daddy..." he whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of shyness and trust.

Dec's heart swelled with love as he smiled down at Ant, his face lighting up. He cupped Ant's cheek gently, his thumb brushing along the soft skin. "That's right, baby boy," he said, his voice tender and warm. "You've got Daddy and Papa here."

Stephen leaned in closer, his voice low and filled with affection. "Can you say it again, love? Call us Daddy and Papa, just like before?"

Ant's heart fluttered in his chest, but the warmth of Dec's embrace and Stephen's soft encouragement made him feel safe, loved, and cherished. "D-Daddy... Papa," he whispered again, his voice still shaky but growing more confident with each repetition.

"That's it, darling," Dec praised him, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Ant's head. "You're perfect just like this. You can call us that whenever you want."

Stephen wrapped his arm around Ant's waist, pulling him closer. "You're our little one, always. Daddy and Papa, forever," he whispered, his voice thick with love and pride.

Ant's heart swelled with emotion as the words settled in. He felt like he belonged, like he was home, wrapped in their love. "Daddy... Papa," he murmured once more, the words flowing more naturally now, each repetition a deeper expression of his love and trust.

"Feels right," he said softly, his eyes meeting theirs, filled with affection and trust. His face softened as he melted deeper into their embrace, feeling completely at ease, safe, and loved.

"That's our boy," Stephen said, his voice filled with pride as he kissed Ant's forehead, his thumb brushing over his cheek. "So loved, so perfect."

Dec smiled, brushing a few strands of hair from Ant's face, his heart swelling with affection. "We're so proud of you, sweet boy," he whispered. "Daddy's here... Papa's here."

Ant's eyelids fluttered closed, his breathing evening out as he relaxed in the safety of their arms. The love and care surrounding him made him feel completely at peace. "I love you," he whispered, the words slipping out easily as he curled closer into Dec's arms, feeling the warmth of their shared bond.

"We love you too, baby," Dec replied softly, running his fingers through Ant's hair. "More than you'll ever know."

Stephen pressed a gentle kiss to Ant's temple, his heart full of joy as he realised how perfect everything felt in this moment. "Daddy and Papa, forever, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice filled with quiet joy, cherishing the little family they had created together.