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Morning dawned and softly Dec left Ant slumbering inside the bed as he cautiously ventured downstairs. Dressed loosely in a white tank top and jogging bottoms, he walked gradually into the cold kitchen. Within minutes, he was sat at the dinning room kitchen picking lightly at some buttered toast. He checked his phone, his face frowned…
…Half way through his first slice, Ant peeped from around the door, “Hey… Morning pet, was I hard to wake up or something?” Ant replied warmly as Dec looked up, “Nah… Wanna have some? I ain’t hungry…” Dec answered gloomily as Ant settled softly on the left of Dec’s body, gripping his back gently, “Wanna talk love?” Ant asked lightly as he bit into Dec’s other full slice of toast. Slightly, Dec nodded before pushing his phone firmly across the wood. Cautiously, Ant read the new message,
Just letting ya know the drive to past Mam’s house starts at noon, in a weeks time. It’ll take us to the church for a service.
Be at Liverpool docks by 10pm, the ferry leaves then. We’ll meet ya at the grounds at 11am.
Swiftly, Ant looked up, observing his partner intently. He noticed that Dec wasn’t eating his half of the toast, picking distractedly at the crusts as his other hand supported his brow, “Decks…”
“Ant… there’s just no emotion in there! I know he does funerals every week, he’s a priest but his own Mam’s gone! He never gonna meet her…! He’s…” Dec started ranting strongly but as he continued his emotions built until his voice broke. Abruptly Dec fell upon the table. Dec hid his face in his arms, as he sobbed intently against them. Rapidly, Ant rushed in, rubbing down Dec’s back, “Like ya said he’s a priest! He won’t feel it like youse… He’s immune to it” Ant paused as Dec glanced lightly at him. Quickly, Ant took his chance, holding Dec’s face still as he looked him directly in the eyes, “Look, Declan. Ya starting to worry me now. Ya started to pick at ya food, even with the Chinese last night… Youse normally eat a large one, so when ya semi finished a medium last night. This isn’t you…”
“‘M not hungry, Anth… Nothing’s wrong with us” Dec interrupted firmly as Ant rose his eyebrows. Truthfully, Dec knew that Ant could see straight through his persona, that he was covering. No matter how hard he tried to act. All of a sudden, Ant stood up and took Dec’s hand in his, “Right, I ain’t gonna make youse eat… Not just yet. But if I have to then I will! Ya not starving yourself in front of me, Decks. I won’t let youse…” Ant paused as Dec let out a single tear. Supportively, Ant caressed at his cheek, Ant saw a little glimmer of recognition inside Dec, “I know, ya still in there Declan Donnelly. Probably thumping at the walls to get out again… I made a promise to him yesterday, to take care of him and sweetie, mark my words, I will. Now, I’m gonna make 6 slices of toast with butter and gonna put it on one plate. If youse eat one then I’ll eat two OK”
“You’re hungry thou… Don’t…” Dec moaned back, as Ant’s plan had finally dawned on Dec. Afterwards, Ant ushered Dec off into the living room telling him to turn on the TV.
As Ant heard Philip’s voice of ‘This Morning’ from the TV in the living room, he buttered the slices before walking to Dec. There on the pink sofa, Dec was curled in a foetus position against the right. Closely, Ant settled by Dec’s side and wrapped his right arm around his waist. Gradually, Ant lured Dec back against his side and placed the plate upon his lap. After a few minutes of TV, Dec was completely distracted and his hand gradually moved towards the plate. Subconsciously, Dec picked up a slice. Approvingly, Ant smiled at the success of the plan, watching as Dec hungrily munched into the slice. Unaware of his actions, Dec finished and went for 2 more slices. Willingly, Ant let him finish them before replying, “Well done mate. Polished three slices before I’d had chance to start”
“I did what… Oh! So I did…” Dec realised and grinned at Ant. Gently, Ant kissed Dec before eating the rest, “See… I told ya, I’d won’t make ya eat. Just slightly bribed ya… And ya say I don’t know youse well”
Shocked at Ant’s achievement, Dec kissed Ant back. His personality had come back, the situation dawned heavily, “Anth… Thanks, I was being rather stupid”
“Decks, nah mate. Ya just stressed out sweetie. But Decks, if I ever catch youse not eating again…” Ant lightly threatened, his voice firm and strong. He meant his words. Dec squirmed under the threat, “OK… Ok… Aye, I will Ant… Promise to at least eat three quarters” Dec agreed as Ant smiled softly, “That’s alright for me… Now then, about Liverpool…”
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The atmosphere was pretty awkward inside the car, as Ant was still feeling incredibly guilty for what had happened. Immediately, Dec sensed this and stopped daydreaming, “Ant, oh sweetie… Just forget about it, please. I loved it really… Honest I did”
“Decks…” Ant sighed heavily as gradually he turned off the road. He couldn’t concentrate. Ant rested the car in a lay-by on the side of a main carriageway as he lent back in the seat. Abruptly stopping the car.
Nervously in the passenger seat, Dec glanced at Ant, watching as he reached over to grab his hand. Dec knew, Ant was just after his touch, to know that he was OK. Warmly, Dec placed his palm into Ant’s, feeling Ant caress his skin. Cleverly Dec came up with an idea, to help Ant forget, “Ya should know Ant… That all the McPartlins are invited to Mam’s funeral” Dec stated plainly out, trying to defuse the current situation. Quickly, it worked. Instantly, Ant looked up with a surprised look, “Really Decks… Me… ma Mam and Sara? Ya sure… Guess that was ya doing” Ant asked shakily, his voice full with surprise and shock. Ant kept staring at Dec intently as Dec smiled, blushing slightly at the attention.
Supportively, Dec held equally as tight onto Ant’s hand, allowing Ant to unbuckle his seatbelt with the other. Carefully, Ant held Dec’s waist his hands before pulling Dec into the driver seat. Considerate of the cramped space, Ant shoved his seat back as Dec settled quite cosy inside his lap. Giddily, Dec smiled at the action before adding, “Yeah, it was me who invited youse lot. But Mam loved youse guys! I don’t see why I can’t, she loved the McPartlin family also as much as me Ant. I don’t think that she’d want to see the McPartlin’s and Donnelly’s divided over Ella and us” Dec explained. Intently, Ant listened and agreed with Dec’s statement. Steadily, Dec continued as he automatically curled up against Ant’s body, “If ya worried about Dermott love, then don’t be. In my opinion, he can get lost. Earmonn and the rest approve of us, even Mam did…”
“I’m not worried about your Dermott, Decks. I know you and ya brothers will keep him in check. I’m just shocked Decks… very honoured to be invited…” Ant interrupted lightly, squeezing his partner gently. Suddenly, Ant felt Dec kiss. Rapidly, running kisses along his neck. Loosely, Ant released Dec’s waist, stroking through his hair as Dec relaxed. Affectionately, Ant kissed Dec’s cheek, “I have to have youse there Ant, I’m engaged now! Without Ant… Dec’s lost pal, you’re mine now partner… By whatever means I will be dragging ya to Ireland with me…”
“More like luring me, Declan! Love hearing ya say that. Saying that I’m yours and that you’d fall apart without us” Ant teased excitedly as he gently placed Dec back upon his seat. Taking care to re-secure Dec’s seatbelt. Ready to drive them both safely home.
Abruptly Ant’s phone rang out. Rapidly, Ant retrieved it from his pocket, it was his mother. Quickly, Dec took over as Ant set the car going again, “Hey Christine, nah it ain’t Anthony…. it’s me, Declan! We’re running a bit late Christine, totally my fault…”
“Oh, Declan! Hello there pet. That’s fine love, me and Sara has just be wondering wether or not to start tea. It’s 5:30 ya know…” Christine replied warmly as Dec gestured to Ant to get moving. Playfully, Ant saluted Dec, who took this as, ‘Aye boss! I am going!’. Lightly, Dec smiled at his partner and Ant returned the action, turning back onto the carriageway.
“Sorry Christine… We totally lost track of time. Want us to pick up something for tea? We’re heading into the city centre” Dec offered as Ant caught on, readying his hand upon the indicator. Keenly, Dec kept eye contact with Ant, “Oh that would be lovely boys, thanks youse very much. Ya know our favourites by now I hope Declan, shall us girls get the movie sorted?” Christine questioned back as Dec’s face lit up. Clueless, Ant saw Dec’s face, only able to guess at what his mam had just told Dec. Anxiously, Ant stopped at the traffic lights, Dec felt the anxiety and held Ant’s hand lightly upon the gear stick. Intently, Ant listened as Dec replied, “That’ll be nice, yeah why not! It is a Sunday, better not be Alien Autopsy! I won’t thank ya for that”
Suddenly Ant laughed. Realising the conversation was about films, Dec pointed to the city centre and Ant twigged. Indicating off the carriageway, as Dec nodded eagerly which backed up Ant’s belief. During the drive, Dec kept talking to Christine, laughing and joking. Feeling at bit left out, Ant concentrated on the road and smiled at Dec when he gripped at his hand, ‘I’ll tell youse later pal… Being good honest’
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It was very chilly, foggy day within Newcastle and the lads were on the outskirts of the city, roaming around a 18 hole golf course. Frozen inside a thick, blue woolly coat, Dec leant heavily upon the metal frame of the golf buggy. Patiently waiting for Ant to return, he glanced keenly at his watch. He sighed heavily and watched distractedly as the vapour floated up though the icy air. Then all of a sudden, Dec heard the door of the lodge slam from his right. There was Ant strolling casually out from the reception, holding score cards in his left hand. Loosely, Ant smiled at his cold companion who was dipping most of his face into his coat and his gloved hands were wedged deep inside his pockets. Clearly, Dec was cold and desperately trying to warm up. Gently, Ant held Dec upon his waist, embracing him warmly as Dec lent into Ant’s warmth, “You’ll warm up soon enough, pet. Let’s have ya…” Ant was cut off as Dec had freed his mouth from the collar. Firmly, Dec kissed Ant as he strode forward, Ant returned the pressure back before braking, “See ya wearing ya colours Anth… Very sporting” Dec stated as Ant playfully twirled. Carelessly, showing off to Dec his red waterproof coat and loosely fitting trousers. Gradually, Ant observed over Dec, spotting that he had thinner trousers, “See ya wearing yours as well Decks! Though ya trousers… No wonder ya a little cold pal. Look, sit by me as I drive, allow me to warm ya… Shall we get cracking?”
“Yeah, I didn’t think that it would be this cold… I know, tease me later… Shall we say that the loser buys the first round?” Dec asked suggestively as Ant grinned approvingly.
Closely, Ant helped Dec into the buggy, allowing Dec to took himself closely against his right side as he drove gradually down the lanes. Snugly, Dec hugged at Ant’s arm as Ant locked his arm around Dec’s chest, “Cosy there pal?”
“Aye. Very, thanks for the golfing day!” Dec excitedly replied as Ant stopped at the first green. Smoothly, Ant lifted Dec into his lap, brushing Dec’s hair absent-mindedly as he responded, “My little treat for youse Decks! There’s nothing like hitting a few balls to release some stress, hey? Plus, what’s a holiday without a golf day?”
“A very bad one!” Dec joked as he jumped out from Ant’s lap, taking time to kiss Ant before moving directly to the back. After a few minutes, Dec had his clubs out and was walking steadily towards the start.
Keenly, Ant leant by the buggy as Dec carefully readied his golf ball on his tee. Playfully, Ant strutted forward as Dec leant over his ball, eyeing the slope up. Determined to beat Ant, Dec was focused upon the horizon and the misty lower ground. So completely unaware of his partner’s crafty ideas.
Light-heartedly, Ant slid his hands lovingly around Dec’s waist, making sure to rub against his skin. Without delay, Ant heard Dec contently sighed out, “Oh… Hello there Anth… What ya playing at…?”
Involuntary, Dec was shuddering at Ant’s movements as Ant’s hands locked around Dec’s gloves. Securing his grip around his club, Ant’s mouth kissed fondly along Dec’s neck. Supportively, Ant took Dec’s weight as he started to wobble, “Calm down Decks. I’m just giving ya some friendly advice… Honest, I am” Ant began as Dec shook his head, slightly untrusting in Ant’s true intention, ‘He wants to win… He doesn’t want to pay the first round… He’s distracting me, he must be… Should I listen?’ Dec thought as Ant continued, “I believe ya need to strike it strong for this one, there’s a pond in the middle, ya see it…” Dec shook his head, still believing that Ant was putting him off, Ant realised so lifted Dec up, “Ya might wanna avoid that” Ant played. Finally, Dec saw the pond up ahead, believing in Ant and leant trustingly into Ant’s gentle actions, “I’m confused… thought ya wanted to win…” Dec asked in a puzzled tone as Ant prepared his respond. Really, Ant didn’t want to win if he could help it, he wanted to treat Dec further, “Aye I do… Just wanna help me partner… Can’t I do that?”
“Sure, sorry that I said anything!” Dec instantly replied, getting gather tense in his stance. Immediately, Ant picked up on this, ‘He’s gonna hit it too hard… How to loosen Dec up?’
Affectionately, Ant’s lip started to suck firmly at his neck, softly running his tongue against the skin, “Oh… Anthony… Yeah, very nice…” Dec suddenly sighed out as he loosened up his shoulders. Ant continued, actually enjoying the constant contact, Dec started to feel himself, “Ya gonna make us excited… Ant, get off us”
“That’s the idea Decky… Relax ya body, ya so tense pet… I ain’t gonna drop ya, trust me to hold ya sweetie. Youse just swing…”, Ant gently explained as he followed behind Dec’s lead, taking all of Dec’s weight as he swung at the golf ball. They saw the arch of the ball and Dec grinned at it, Ant reluctantly let go, “Alright pet… Ya see! There youse are, bet ya gonna get 2 for this now!”
Immediately, Dec heard the high, excited tone of his partner’s voice and his heart tugged, “You actually helped me… I mean… Normally youse would try and put me off… Thanks…!”
“Aww Decks, I wanna help ya today. It ain’t ‘real’ Ant vs Dec, I can assist and youse can freely with me…” Ant gently replied as he kissed Dec passionately. Swiftly, Ant caught Dec as abruptly he fell into his arms. Embarrassedly, Dec giggled at his loss of balance, Ant smiled fondly, “Ya such a lightweight Decks… In many ways than one”
“I… Erm…” Dec squirmed at the comment, feeling under pressure to reply. Quickly, Ant noticed his partner blushing and rushed into comfort him, “Decks, I love ya man. Especially when ya fall head over heals for me… Now youse come here” Ant interrupted fondly, placing his lips back upon Dec’s, his tongue running against Dec’s bottom lip. Willingly, Dec opened as Ant rose Dec up his chest. Lightly, Ant leant Dec’s back against the buggy’s bonnet and rubbed against Dec’s tongue, “This is the Declan I missed, can I have him back? I mean forever… Not just today”
“Yeah, of cause. Well, please… Help us. Never let me go back, Ant. I wanna stay like this,” Dec stated emotionally between breaths as he clung onto Ant. Ant felt Dec’s determination and admired him. Calmly, Ant replied, “Decks, I’ll have ya whatever ya like pal. But aye, I’ll make it ma job to keep ya smiling like this… Now, are we gonna let an old pro show youse how to swing?”
“Sure, ya big show off!” Dec remarked back playfully as Ant glanced back at him with a smirk, “And that’s coming from youse… Wow! The only actual time…”
“Oh, shut up! And take ya shot!”