Ant and Dec SMUT and FLUFF/CUTE one shots

17th Year

While the O2 was in preparation for the National Television Awards from early doors, Britain's most favourite duo had just woken up on the day that could determine their career

"It's too early man..." Dec groaned into his pillow wrapping the covers around his body like a butterfly in a cocoon. Stretching his arm behind him in hope of finding his wife his brain filled with confusion at the empty space and started to wonder where Ali was at 6:30 in the morning "Ali...?" Raising his voice slightly but still maintaining his morning deep voice he flopped back down onto his back and drifted back to sleep in a matter of seconds

Meanwhile, downstairs Ant had just arrived from just around the street and he came to have breakfast with the couple problem being only one of them was awake

"Where's the little'un pet?" Ant queried taking his jacket off and putting it round the chair at the table and went to get a cup of coffee, stepping behind Ali and getting a mug of the cupboard he seen Decs forever faithful Newcastle F.C mug and well what's the harm in using it if he's not awake? Exactly, that's Ants thought to. Boiling the kettle and pouring the water into the mug he heard movement above his head and looked at Ali before she could respond to his question

"Guess he's awake now" the tall Geordie chuckled sitting down at the table as Ali gave him a freshly made bacon sandwich with brown sauce "cheers love, sit down I'll get you a cuppa..."

"I'm fine, honestly" she sweetly smiled and set one out for Declan's arrival and went on to make her own breakfast as they heard the padded feet and a big yawn as they were graced with Decs presence

"This going begging? Great!" Dec picked up the mug of coffee in the football mug before either of them could say a word, he drank half of it in the time it took Ant to stretch "Hey!"

"Hey" Dec mimicked situating himself beside Ant and eating some of his breakfast receiving a swift kick in his shin under the table "ow! What the hell?!"

"It's not even half 7 and it's like I'm with a married couple" Decs wife sighed amusingly and seen both of their heads snap towards her and they both pointed to each other saying in unison "he started it!"

"Well one of you say sorry because we don't have time for managing children today" she laughed and looked  at her husband wanting him to apologise, his eyes widened at her expression and turning to look at Ant pointing at him "he kicked me and used my bloody mug, you know I'm protective over that mug" Dec glared at Ant, they both knew there was nothing in this little squabble this was just a daily routine with them, act like kids.

"You weren't awake man! Plus, you deserved that kick..."

"I'll kick you back"

"If you can reach that far.." Ant sniggered eating the last of his sandwich and watched Decs face turn from annoyance to amusement "oh really bringing up my height now? Well at least I don't mention your 11cm forehead" Dec smirked waltzing out the kitchen with his bacon sandwich half in his mouth as he padded back up the stairs to get dressed

"Oi you know I'm sensitive to my forehead Declan" Ant ran after him, with his coffee again, leaving Ali laughing at their childlike mood

Later in the day (on way to NTA's)

"Dec we're going to be late man!" Ant frantically looked at his watch as he seen the chaos on the London roads get bigger, this traffic wasn't slowing down any time soon and at this rate they'll be late. Ants nerves were slowly creeping up on him and he knew if he didn't stay calm he'll go into freak out mode, he's never been so nervous to be at an award show. After everything this year he's made himself believe that this is it

"James is there any shortcuts, we're really cutting it fine here mate" Dec lunged forward to speak to their driver and dropped his head disappointingly when the man shook his head

"Sorry lads, this is the only way. All the back routes are chocker, if you want to get there at all this is the only way" James said regretfully knowing how much tonight means to both of them, watching Dec sit back in his seat and throw his head back on the head rest he could see the smaller man was getting agitated and it was spotted by Ant too

"Hey Decs it'll be fine, we'll make it" Ant smiled trying to calm his own nerves and worry to help his mate, placing one hand on Decs thigh as a supportive gesture. Placing his hand over the taller mans Dec smiled and nodded his head "I think I've got a bruise forming on my shin, you bastard" Dec joked to lighten the mood and it worked because both men burst out laughing as they ate the rest of a Nando's and waited in the traffic jam

After the 'best presenter' Award

As they walked off stage after winning the award for the 17th year on the run the emotions were getting the better of Ant as he struggled to keep it together, upon seeing his mates situation Dec grabbed his arm and made his way through the crowd of press and found a area that was quieter before they headed back to their seats

"We won, what's with the tears man" Dec asked worryingly placing the award on the ground beside him as Ant leaned back against the wall covering his face with his hands, he couldn't hold it in anymore. There was no press, it was just him and Dec so he felt safe

"I thought I fucked it up for us" Ant said through his tears and Decs face dropped into a massive frown, he was confused beyond words as to how Ant could've fucked it for them. He's the one whose shown Britain what a strong man he is and in Decs eyes he could never fuck it up

"Hey look at me..." Dec gripped Ants hands to pull them down from his face, the younger man fought the action because he hates Dec seeing him cry but eventually he let Dec pull his hands down and he tried to control his breathing as well as the tears

" you didn't fuck it up, you made us stronger. We were seen as the squeaky clean TV duo who never had problems but this...this shows them we're just as normal as anyone out there...look at me Anthony" Dec tilted Ants head to look at him since he was avoiding eye contact which he usually does when he's upset

"There's talk they're going to name it the 'ant and Dec award' since we don't give anyone else a chance" Dec laughed softly as he whipped Ants tears with a tissue from his pocket, his mam always taught him to be prepared, holding the bearded jaw in his hands and looking deep into the dark green eyes that belonged to his best mate. He filled with nothing but love for the man in front of him as he lands a friendly peck on the mans cheek

"Come on, we can cry together later doesn't take much to get me going but right now we need to smile for the cameras with our awards"

With that Dec picked up the award and walked off with Ant shortly behind him making sure it wasn't visible he'd been crying, it's not because he was upset he was just over come with emotions of the fact the public still support them

"Anthony!" He heard a rather camp voice shout from across the carpet and turned to see David striding towards him with that look in his eye

"Not even a fucked knee can stop you two winning that bloody award!" He lightheartedly joked sensing Ant needed humor as he could see the emotional state plastered all over his face

Holding his arms out in a 'I know' manor

"The public wants what the public wants David, say hello to Simon for me" Ant cheekily winked knowing full well David will see Simon tonight, waving bye he quickly joined Dec back where he belonged, right beside his shorter sidekick and in front of the cameras with their awards

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So, this is meant to be a funny, heartfelt fic. In no way is it meant to be sad so if it in anyway upsets you I'm sorry but the theme is Ant is relieved nothing went wrong, hence him crying. Just wanted to make youse aware as to why he cried if I didn't explain it enough already

DCx