My Ant and Dec One shots

💜 Wing-Women

^obsessed with Dec in this picture

Tiny-weeny little First meeting AU for you. Just cause when I do one-shots they usually turn into 6 part novels so I thought I'd do something smaller :)

For Ant, being an electrician wasn't particularly interesting. Other than the relatively small chance of death from thousands of volts coursing through his body, the Geordie felt like he always remained pretty safe.

One of the more interesting jobs he got assigned in however, were those working within the local prison system, fixing cameras and lighting, occasional faulty consumer unit.

That wasn't as dangerous as it sounded, a lot of the time the prisoners would be in their cells or in the yard. Unless it was free time.

On this particular job, Anthony was in the women's prison, fitting some new cameras and lights in the hallway. Those types of jobs didn't take too long and although there were a crowd of women stood watching him, the dark haired man didn't mind too much. They were being reasonably respectful and the Guard that had been assigned to look after him seemed perfectly at ease with so many inmates being gathered in one place.

Ant listened a little absently, not much paying attention to the conversations about tv shows and haircuts the Guard was having with the inmates. Ant was impressed however with this short man's ability to laugh and sometimes giggle along with the girls as though he was one of them.

Climbing back up his step ladder, the Sparky reached the ceiling and leaned on the metal steps for comfort so he could start wiring up the new camera. Whilst screwing with his Philips driver, Ant's eyes flickered to the guard, he was kinda cute, laughing at something one of the inmates must have been doing in her cell.

After a moment, once the joke had stopped being funny and once the cameras were wired securely enough for the body of it to a couple of hang freely, Ant put his screwdriver between his teeth and began with fixing the camera into place. The Guard stepped closer to his charge as though returning to his post as the electrician's personal protection. Ant's eyes flickered occasionally to the prison officer, every time just thinking how adorable he was.

It was the men in uniform that really made his job worth it. Deciding he wanted to say something to get talking to this friendly man, he wracked his socially awkward brain for something normal to say. Once he'd planned out his words he took a calming breath to execute them as naturally as possible.

"Y'know You're the most popular guard I've seen In."

"Huh?" The brown haired lad looked confused and Ant winced internally hating that he had to repeat himself cause he'd lost all confidence in his conversation starter

"I-I Just mean to say, the girls... th-they all seem to like ya."

Ant caught the guards sweet smile and quickly looked away, the attention he just got melting him and leaving him in an embarrassed puddle

"it's because he's cute and don't wank off when we bend over." Ant hadn't been expecting one of the inmates to answer but they had gotten there first and they all agreed to that statement in their own ways, just welcoming themselves into Ant's conversation.

The sparky didn't know what they meant however and shot a questioning look back at the guard for a translation.

"I'm gay." He supplied quite casually with a hint of amusement.

"Good to know." Ant mumbled. The words leaving his lips before his anxiety could stop him and immediately he wished his ladder would be swallowed up. He couldn't beliehe he'd just said that! Whilst he was working! In front of all these inmates and to a prison guard!! He'd just full on flirted!!

Before Anthony's mind could perform a full break down procedure one of the women whistled, a couple other cheered and one of them called, "Get a room already!"

"You're only saying that cause the closest ones your's Mandy!" Another hissed back, giving an inmate a shove and the guard was quick to step between it.

"Alright ladies calm down, you're gonna scare him off."

"Your fairy ass wouldn't want that now would it?" A tall lady with an Afro stood at the back hollered and Ant's eyes flickered down to the guard to watch as his cheeks bloomed into a bright blush.

"Hey handsome why don't you give our boy ya number?!"

"Will you stop calling him a puff?" The Short, Brown haired officer snapped shyly at his wing-women, "He ain't gay. Look at him."

"I call bullshit." The Same tall, frizzy haired woman stepped up and took the short man under her arm, looking at Ant with a predatory smirk. "What do we think of 'em sunshine?"

Green eyes flickered up timidly and his bottom lip got caught between his teeth as studied the man now stood at the bottom of the ladder. The guard had already decided he was hot and he had a thing for sparky's so the dark haired man was just about perfect in his eyes. But in a bid not to seem to eager, he shrugged, "He's got potential like."

Ant's eyebrows lifted at that blunt hit to his fragile ego but the telltale blush still shining on the other man's chubby cheeks gave his game away and Anthony smirked to himself. Putting his screwdriver back in his tool belt, the dark haired man stepped up into the crowd of inmates, past his 3m safety zone and into the guards personal space.

The officer's emerald eyes were wide in wonder, following the taller man's movements as Ant stole a pen from his uniform pocket and picked up his hand, pleased when it was given up completely willing.

The geordie prison guard enjoying the sparky's large rough, callous hands enveloping his own and felt his body go all mushy inside. Not just that but he felt the prick of the pen rolling against his skin and the warm from having this man so close to him, it was a lovely feeling ans Declan was completely mesmerised by him.

There were some whoop from the women and clapping which echoed around the cells. So he could be heard over the celebrations, Ant leaned into the brown haired lads ear and whispered deeply, "Call me when you get a day off yeah?"

The other man nodded quickly, a smile tugging at his lips. "Sure. Oh I-I'm Declan by the way. You can call me Dec."

"Nice to meet you Dec. I'm Ant."