Ant and Dec One Shots

Blush Challenge Winner

For the past few days, Stephen had been witnessing something that made him smile, laugh, and occasionally roll his eyes-Ant and Dec acting as if they were a married couple. The pair had always been close, of course, but this week they had taken things to a new, slightly mischievous level.

It all started on Monday morning. They had arrived at the set, and within minutes, Ant was wrapping his arm around Dec's shoulders, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Morning, my love," Ant had said with a wink, causing Dec to chuckle but blush all the same.

"Oh, stop it," Dec replied, squirming a little. "You'll make me go all red in front of everyone."

Stephen, standing just behind them with his coffee, had watched the exchange with a grin. He had never seen them so affectionate-playful, yes, but this was next level. Every day after that, it only escalated.

On Tuesday, Ant had walked up behind Dec while he was in the middle of a meeting and whispered something in his ear, making Dec jump. "What was that for?" Dec had asked, looking up with wide eyes.

"I just can't help it," Ant had said, pressing a kiss to Dec's temple. "You're just too cute."

By Wednesday, Stephen had noticed a little game brewing. Ant and Dec were trying to outdo each other with sweet gestures. Dec would walk up behind Ant and nuzzle his neck, leaving a soft kiss on his cheek. Ant would sigh dramatically, "You're killing me, love," his voice full of mock exasperation.

Then, Ant would return the favour by leaving an affectionate kiss on Dec's hand while they were in the middle of a conversation. "You're my everything," Ant would say in a quiet, loving tone, causing Dec to blush harder than Stephen thought was possible.

By Thursday, Stephen had seen enough. It wasn't that he didn't find it sweet, but the constant showers of kisses, the playful flirtation, and the adorable nicknames were making him feel like he was the odd one out. And so, he decided to join in on the fun, but with a twist.

The next morning, when they were all gathered at Ant's flat for breakfast, Stephen was ready.

As Dec sat down at the table, Stephen leaned in close to him, his voice soft but teasing. "Good morning, my handsome little sunshine," he said, grinning at the way Dec's ears instantly turned pink.

"Oh, stop it, Stevie," Dec said, trying to play it cool, but his blush betrayed him. He cleared his throat and tried to act like it didn't affect him.

Stephen wasn't done. He turned to Ant, giving him an exaggerated, sweet smile. "And good morning to my dashing, handsome prince," he said, pressing a soft kiss to Ant's cheek.

Ant blinked and looked at Stephen, his face turning as red as Dec's. "You're-You're really getting into this, aren't you?"

"Oh, just you wait," Stephen teased, winking at him.

The rest of the day followed suit. Stephen dropped nicknames left and right-calling them his "perfect little darlings," his "gorgeous kings," and even "my dearest, most wonderful cuddly bears." He showered them with affection, pats on the back, and gentle touches, each one making Ant and Dec blush a little more. By mid-afternoon, they were both stuttering and fumbling over their words every time Stephen spoke to them.

"Do you need help with that, my sweet little cupcake?" Stephen asked as Ant struggled to untangle a wire.

Ant's face flushed bright red. "I-I'm fine, thanks, Stevie," he stammered, desperately trying to avoid looking at Dec, who was clearly trying not to laugh at him.

Stephen kept going. By the time the day had ended, Ant and Dec were practically a flustered mess. Stephen had them both blushing in front of the crew, making them squirm in delight every time he spoke to them in a soft, affectionate tone.

When they finally settled in for a movie night that evening, Stephen had a mischievous glint in his eye. He pulled both of them close as they snuggled up on the sofa, wrapping his arms around their shoulders. "I just wanted to say," he began, his voice teasing but warm, "I think I'm the winner of the blush challenge."

Ant and Dec looked at him, their faces turning even pinker as they both stuttered, "Wh-What? We weren't-"

"Mm-hmm," Stephen hummed, "You guys have been trying to outdo each other all week, but I think I've topped both of you. I've got you blushing all day long, and now, look at you both, all cuddled up to me." He pulled them closer, making them both melt in the soft affection.

"You're impossible," Ant muttered, his face buried in Stephen's shoulder, unable to stop the blush creeping up his neck.

"We've created a monster," Dec added, shaking his head with a smile as he rested his head on Stephen's chest.

Stephen leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to both of their foreheads. "A very sweet monster, though. And I love you both so much."

Ant and Dec melted into the moment, both of them flushed and comfortable in Stephen's embrace. They could feel his love and care, and despite the teasing and affectionate words, they knew it came from a place of pure tenderness.

"Alright, alright," Ant said, playfully rolling his eyes. "You win, Stevie. We're officially defeated."

Stephen grinned, satisfied with the victory. "You two are my perfect little blush-worthy boys," he whispered, and they both nearly melted into him.

For the rest of the night, the three of them snuggled together, watching the movie in contented silence, each one basking in the warmth of their affection. And as the movie ended, with Stephen still holding Ant and Dec close, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Today, and all week long, had been a sweet game of love, laughter, and plenty of blushing moments.

But in the end, it was Stephen who was the true winner.