Radio Interview

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AN: They killed me with this photo, so I had to write a drabble about it

AN: They killed me with this photo, so I had to write a drabble about it

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The boys came in the hotel after a game of golf with their floor manager and their director – they had won so hard! – and a dinner with some people of the crew. "Finally, some rest." Dec sighed as he sat down on the couch of their suite. Ant sat down next to him and put his arm on the back of the sofa. Dec grinned and cuddled up against his lover. "I'm really happy we've got a bit of time to ourselves." Dec whispered and he kissed Ant softly. "And that Ali has gone home." Ant grinned. Ali was just a beard, but it was still a little bit awkward when she was around. The boys didn't want to upset her. "All my attention is for you now, pet." Dec whispered as he kissed Ant softly. He groaned when his phone beeped. It was a message with the question whether they were free for a phone interview with BBC Radio 3. "I don't want to." Dec said, burying his head in Ant's neck. "It's with Andy, love, we have to." Ant smiled and he pecked Dec's head.

"This wasn't too bad, was it?" Ant asked smiling when Dec threw his phone away. "It wasn't. Andy's awesome." Dec answered. "Well, we still have one hour and a half before we have to sleep." Ant said seductively and he pecked Dec's throat a couple of times. Dec hummed. "And?" He said innocently. Ant straddled him and looked him in the eyes. "I know something we can do to kill the time." Ant grinned and he pushed his lips on Dec's. Dec laughed and answered the kiss.

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