Hi!

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Hi. I have just joined this community.....and come bearing fic.

I actually wrote this for the challenge over at goth_detectives, but yeah, I turned out as a Noel/Julian fic so I figured here would probably be the place to post it. The challenge was to write a fic interpreting Russell Brand's quote: "It's really good but I feel guilty, like I've been touching the contents of Julian Barratt's fridge." Anyway, hope you like..

Title  - Lady Grinning Soul (has absolutely no relevance to the actual fic but.....I suck at naming things)
Pairing - Noel/Julian
Rating - Nothing graphic....probably PG-13
Disclaimer - They're not mine. Damn.
Length - 1754 words

 

Julian Barratt was awoken from his much needed slumber by the savage bleeping of a mobile phone from somewhere in the room. He reluctantly opened his eyes, blearily casting his gaze around the room to try and determine where amongst the scattered clothes and various sheets of scribbled music and ideas the blasted thing was. Finally spotting it, nestled in amongst some socks, he pulled himself reluctantly from the warmth of his bed and made a grab for the phone.

 

His eyes quickly glanced at the screen registering the name NOEL blaring across it with only slight surprise, before pressing the accept call button and lifting the phone to his ear with an exasperated sigh.

 

“What is it Noel?”

 

“Hey Ju! You’ll never guess what I’ve got.” Noel enthused, sounding about as excited as a small child that had just won a years supply of chocolate. Although, as it was Noel, it was possible that what had got him so excited was something as mundane as the toy inside of a Kinder Egg. But still, Julian could already feel his annoyance at Noel for waking him up waning in face of his friends delight. However, he wasn’t going to let him completely off the hook.

 

“Noel…..you do know that it’s three in the morning?” he admonished in his best annoyed voice.

 

There was a pause from the other end of the line for a second before Noel replied in an admirable attempt at surprise. “Is it really? Wow…that’s quite late.”

 

Julian paused for a moment, waiting…..and sure enough, after a few moments he began to hear Noel, giggling uncontrollably on the other end of the line. Julian waited a while longer for his friend to calm down, a reluctant grin on his face.

 

“So….what have you got?”

 

“Oh……it’s great….absolutely fantastic..”

 

“Yeah, but what is it?” Julian repeated his curiosity now well and truly caught.

 

Noel paused for a second. “I can’t explain it.” He admitted. “Come round and see.”

 

Julian nodded, forgetting for a moment that Noel couldn’t actually see him. “Okay then – I’ll come over tomorrow then and see it.”

 

“Why not now?” came Noel’s eager voice. “Please…..”

 

“It’s too late Noel”

 

“Yeah…that means the roads will be quiet….just think of the time you’ll save.”

 

“Noel….”

 

There was another pause, as Noel tried to think of an argument that would convince Julian that it really was in his best interests to travel across London at such an ungodly hour. Finally, he hit on something,

 

“If you do, I’ll announce myself as ‘Howard’s bitch’ at our next show.”

 

“What?! Why would I want you to do that?” Julian asked incredulously.

 

Julian could practically see Noel’s shrug. “Thought it might be funny,” he stated. “But anyway…are you coming?”

 

With a sigh Julian finally gave in. “Fine then. I’ll see you in half an hour.”   

 

“Great!” came Noel’s pleased response. “See ya then.” And with that he hung up, leaving Julian standing in the middle of his room with what was probably a ridiculous grin on his face. He shook his head slightly and got ready to go out into the cool London night.

 

 

*****

 

About twenty minutes later Noel opened his front door to a yawning Julian Barratt. Gracing him with what was quite possibly the widest grin ever seen, he quickly beckoned him in, kicking the door shut behind him.

 

“Alright?”

 

Julian nodded as Noel passed him what looked to be a glittery scarf.

 

“What’s this? Is you calling me over here just another one of your attempts to get me to accessorize?” 

 

Noel laughed. “Nah Ju, I gave up on that one a while back. It’s a blindfold.” He looked ridiculously pleased with himself and waited expectantly for Julian to don the blindfold, face falling slightly when Julian made no move to, merely giving him a rather sceptical look.

 

“Why?”

 

“Because it will improve the surprise.”  Noel replied as if stating the obvious. “Look, give it here.” He grabbed the scarf from Julian and wrapped it round the taller man’s head, his light touch sending a slight tingle across his skin.

 

“Can you see?”  He queried after securing the scarf.

 

“Not a thing.”

 

“’Kay then – this way” Noel took hold of Julian’s arm, guiding him into the flat slowly. Julian hadn’t been lying, he couldn’t see a thing, his only directing force being Noels touch, which felt strangely like it was burning into his arm. Must be something about not being able to see Julian thought to himself Amplifies the other senses perhaps, whilst at the same time damning both Noel for his tactile nature and himself for the way he kept reacting to his (by all evidence straight) best friend. Whatever the reason, he breathed a small sigh of relief when they came to a standstill and Noel stepped away from him.

 

“Right, here it is” Noel announced, and he whipped the blindfold away, leaving Julian staring at the wondrous object that Noel had woken him in the middle of the night for.

 

“Noel…….please tell me this isn’t a fridge…”

 

Noel gave him an indignant look. ‘It’s not just a fridge……it’s a walk in fridge.’

 

“And this is good because….?’

 

‘Well, you remember how last week, you were saying that we need to try and make the tundra scenes more realistic for the telly pilot? Well, this is our solution!”

 

“Right.” Julian rubbed his temples in exasperation. “Noel…..you do know that we can’t film an entire scene from the inside of the fridge, don’t you?” 

 

“No….I mean we can get in character. Pretend we’re in the tundra.” He gave Julian a wide grin, “It’ll be genius!”

 

“No….it will be two men standing in a fridge” came the correction.

 

Noel shook his head, his hair shaking in what Julian thought to be a quite amusing fashion. “No Ju. Look.” He swung open the door to the fridge, revealing some white fabric ‘snow’ on the ground and a large fluffy toy polar bear leant against the back wall. In typical Noel fashion, it looked nothing like the Tundra, but his overactive imagination transformed it anyway into a dreamworld of ice and snow. He turned round to Julian, practically bouncing up and down in excitement. “So? Can we go into the tundra?”

 

Julian sighed in defeat and nodded.

 

“Something tells me I’m going to regret this….”

 

 

*    *    *    *    *

 

As it turns out, there isn’t really a great variety of things to do when inside a fridge.

 

Noel and Julian spent about the first ten minutes of their fridgey experience trying in vain to put up a small camping tent in order to make the inside of the fridge somewhat more like the arctic tundra. However, as they found, the ‘small’ camping tent wasn’t quite as small as the moderately sized walk-in fridge, minus the room taken up by Noel, Julian and the almost life size toy polar bear. And so, thwarted in those efforts, the two friends decided to play the universal game of long car journeys….’I Spy’.

 

 

Three minutes later…

 

“I spy with my little eye, something beginning with……J!”

 

Julian sighed. “Could it possibly be Julian?” He asked, slightly wearily. He had come to the conclusion after the first few ‘I spy’s’ (which had been ‘white’, ‘polar bear’ and ‘door’) that this perhaps wasn’t the best of games to play whilst inside a featureless fridge. He looked over at Noel, who was noticeably shivering at the cold inside the fridge.

 

“Why didn’t you get a jacket?” he asked his friend, who made a face.

 

“Don’t have any that go with this outfit.” Noel explained, with the wisdom of a true Topshop connoisseur. Julian rolled his eyes, honestly, sometimes Noel acted like he fully expected the fashion police to come barreling through the door any moment. Truth be told though, it wasn’t as though any of Noels extended collection of tight retro leather jackets was going to be of fantastic use for keeping warm.

 

He pulled his own jacket tighter around him before the patheticness of Noel, who was trying to wrap himself in the toy polar bear (Julian, didn’t quite get the logic of that one – surely any jacket would go with an outfit better than a large plush polar bear?) got the better of him, and he patted the ground beside him.

 

Noel just looked at him quizzically, although Julian had the funny feeling that he was just feigning ignorance, knowing  full well just how much embarrassment actually having to ask would cause Julian.

 

“Just….come over here would you!” Julian prompted gruffly, a blush creeping to his cheeks, Noel’s slight giggle as he moved over beside Julian convincing him of his friend’s earlier motives. He tried his hardest to give Noel a look of annoyance, but was rather distracted by Noel’s movements as he slipped himself under Julian’s arm, snuggling into the thick fabric of his coat with a barely concealed sigh.

Julian tried to ignore the warm feeling creeping through his chest, whilst sending Noel a slightly shocked look. Noel merely shrugged against his chest.

 

“’m cold.” He said, his explanation slightly belied by the playful expression on his face as he looked up at Julian.

 

“Oh…okay then” came Julian’s response, as he rather awkwardly moved his arm more fully around Noel’s slender frame.

 

“Julian?”

 

Julian looked down questioningly, his “What?” barely escaping before Noel pressed a soft, nervous kiss to his lips. Julian froze at the unexpected contact and Noel, noticing this, withdrew, uncertainty and worry dancing in his eyes at the prospect of having alienated his best friend.

 

“I’m sorry I just…” began Noel, casting his gaze to the floor.

 

 “-Noel” Julian interrupted, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Shut up.” Noel, recognising the warmth underlying Julian’s words, looked up with the traces of a hopeful smile as Julian pulled him in for a kiss, attempting to convey all the bottled up feelings that he had held inside him over the years of friendship with this man. Noel responded eagerly, threading his hand through Julian’s short curly hair as the kiss progressed into something more heated and frantic. Eventually, Noel pulled away, grinning, and stood up, gently pulling Julian to his feet as he reached for the door to the fridge.

 

“Noel?” Julian began as they headed out of the fridge.

 

“Yeah?”

 

Julian closed the door to the fridge behind him before pulling the smaller man back into his embrace.

“I was wrong earlier.” He admitted, looking into Noel’s blue eyes. “I don’t regret a thing..”

Comments

[spiderweb-x.livejournal.com]

1) I fucking loved this.
2) I can actually picture Noel and Julian admitting their feelings because of a series of events started by a giant fridge.
Brilliant.

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

It was actually inspired by me getting locked in the walk-in fridge at work ;P.

I'm really glad that you liked it - I was kinda worried as it's my first attempt at slash.

[xobackstabberxo.livejournal.com]

Yay, I'm not the new kid anymore!
That was very short lived...

Anyways, excellent fic!
It made me feel tingly and cold- Just how I like it.
Lol
<3

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Yup...I'm the new kid. Feel free to point and laugh...

Cheers. I aim to bring the chilly tingle (that wasn't meant to sound quite as odd as it did ;P)

[xobackstabberxo.livejournal.com]

*giggles*
NEW KID!

I look forward to many chilly tingles in the future...
Oooh, that does sound odd!
=P
<3

[silvaa.livejournal.com]

Can't believe that was your first attempt! It was really good, and nicely boosh

xx

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I think I might have to write more slash now due the lovely response this one has got :D

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much!

I am glad that my fic enriched your day in someway :D


PS - I love your icon!

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Yeah, RID are great.

Cheers again....altough now I have this odd urge to go drink some calcium enriched milk....;p

[bluesonicscrew.livejournal.com]

that was your first attempt?! Bloody hell it's, in the words of Noel Fielding, ELECTRIC!!!
I could picture everything and you got the characteristics of the perfect!

Characteristics looks unusually long on here doesn't it?! :P

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Awwww..thanks! I'm glad you liked.

It does look rather long...it's odd when words do that, I always have to check about five times that they are spelt right because they just don't look right :P. (Although that may just be because I am an odd person who can't spell)

[ltco.livejournal.com]

Aaaah very nice. Very nice indeed! And a first fic too? How very good! Apart from the obvious, I really liked the sillyness of playing "I spy" in a fridge - very Vincesque...^-^

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

I revel in your praise. :D

[ganguro-girl.livejournal.com]

this...

Noel passed him what looked to be a glittery scarf.

“What’s this? Is you calling me over here just another one of your attempts to get me to accessorize?”

and this...

“Noel…….please tell me this isn’t a fridge…”


Noel gave him an indignant look. ‘It’s not just a fridge……it’s a walk in fridge.’

and finally this...

“It’ll be genius!”

“No….it will be two men standing in a fridge” came the correction.



made me laugh a LOT.
and the thought of noel trying to keep warm by cuddling a toy polar bear made me feel all warm and fuzzy :)

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Aww...cheers!

I was all depressed after trying to learn quotes for my english exam all day and your lovely comment has made me all happy again. :D

[twisted-child13.livejournal.com]

Late in reading this BUT, just had to say that was really good! I'm usually admittedly a bit iffy about people's first attempts but from the first paragraph, I knew it was gonna be pretty good [just didn't count on how much, obviously!].

Haha, so Booshy, getting all serious.....while inside of a giant fridge. So bizarre but so realistic, I likes it! ^_^

x

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

I'm very glad you liked it, and the lateness in reading it just made the comment more of a pleasant surprise ;p.

It was actually surprisingly easy to write despite it being my first go.....a lot easier than the Dan/Jones fic I'm currently working on anyway ;p.