Title: A is for Artist. (1/?)
Pairing: Noel/Dave.
Disclaimer: Please dont sue me i've got so little to give!
Warnings: Swearing
Summary: "I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic that to love people." - Vincent Van Gogh.
A/N: Something I've always wanted to do :)
Sort of inspired by the relationship between Joon and Sam in the movie Benny and Joon, but not much.
You dont see many Noel/Dave fics.
One foot was tucked away under his bum, his second leg was bent, and often times he would rest his cheek on his knee.
He was covered from finger tip to elbow in charcol smudges, drawing on an A3 sheet of paper.
Drawing Dave Brown.
Dave was fast asleep, it was still quite early and he had nothing to get up for.
Everytime Noel looked up to check what he was drawing, every finger smudge and line he drew, he was nervous that Dave might at any moment wake up.
Noel loked around.
The two shared a loft. In every room there was at least one paintbrush.
Most areas of the laminate floor was spattered with paint.
The bedroom, had rows and rows of paintings on paper, canvases, boards, anything, all in piles up against the wall.
Dave started stirring.
Noel sat up quietly and picked up the 3 studies, he hid them behind a safe amount of other paintings and hurried out.
Noel loved being with someone who shared his passion for art, it meant he could be as messy as he wanted and no one would shout at him to clean up.
Noel poured himself a bowl of coco pops, quietly he hummed the coco pops theme.
Dave trudged into the kitchen. "Mornin." He grumbled with a smile on his face, rubbing his eye. "You're up early for a change."
Noel smiled back at him.
"You been drawing?" Dave asked.
Noel shook his head quickly. "No. Why?"
Dave smile and pointed to Noel's arms. "You're caked in graphite or charcol or something."
Noel looked at his hands and quickly ran the tap to wash them. "I was shifting some stuff."
Dave wrapped his arms around Noel's middle and rested his cheek on his shoulder blade. "Have we got any big paper?"
"How big?"
"Biiiiiiig paper."
"What colour?"
"White."
Noel took a pair of scissors from the door and put them in Dave's hand.
"No Noel, these are scissors."
"I know, you battycrease. Go in the... You know the cupboard in the bedroom next to the cd stack?"
"Yeah.."
"Theres a shit massive roll of white cartridge paper."
Dave took the scissors. "Thanking you."
*
"What you doin' Bongo Brown?" Noel asked, walking into the bedroom. "Woah."
Dave was stood on a stool, the big piece of paper taped to the wall, painting on it with extra large brushes and his hands.
The page was a ray of colour, it was messy, but it looked like thats the way it should be.
"Do us a favour, raver." Dave said jumping off the stool, he showed Noel his hands. "Take my glasses off."
"Ooh. I have been selected for glasses." Noel said in his 'Man With The Backward's Rams Legs' voice.
Dave grins as Noel slowly slides the glasses from his face. "They wont break." Dave said cheekily.
"What exactly are you painting?"
Dave turns to look at his piece. "That Noel is an extreme close up the boosh main titles."
Noel nodded. "Wow. What's that black bit in the corner?"
"Thats the monkey head."
Noel smiled. "I love you." He said quietly.
"What?" Dave asked.
"Sorry. Thinking out loud."
Dave smiled. "I love you too."
Noel shot him a look.
"Come on then." Dave said, handing Noel a paintbrush. "Get involved."
"Not in these jeans."
Dave stood on the stool again. "Take them off then." He suggested slyly.
Noel's jaw dropped. "You did not just say that."
Dave turned his head to look at him. "Say what?"
"You slimy bastard!"
Dave's heart fluttered when Noel's voice went highpitched.
Noel shrugged and started painting.
"Thought you werent gonna paint in those jeans?" Dave mocked.
Noel sat down on the stool Dave was stood on. "Yeah well. Shit happens. I'll buy a new pair."
Dave dropped a blob of green paint onto Noel's black drainpipes accidentally on purpose.
"DAVE!" Noel grunted.
"Sorry, it was an accident."
Noel flicked his paintbrush up the paper and followed it through above his head, hitting it against Dave's crotch.
"NOEL!" He grunted.
Noel looked up. "Thats what I call a great view." He said, looking right between Dave's legs. He spotted the paint splat. "Shit its white." He said before erupting into laughter.
"You're so fucking immature you know that?" Dave wiped his paintbrush across Noel's face.
"Says you!"
"Stop it now. Behave. Play nicely."
"Ooooooh." Noel said, huskily, crossing his legs. "Dont say that."
Dave tried not to laugh, the sight must've been a classic. Noel with green paint across his face and a semi-erection, him looking like he'd spunked up. "I really wanna photograph this."
"Is it done?" Noel asked, quickly pulling the paintbrush away.
"Not that! Us! In a bit though yeah."
Noel dropped the paintbrush and started using his hands.
Dave looked down and watched Noel's fingers slide down the impasted paint, slowly, passionately like he was really concentrating. He jumped down off the stool again and squeezed on next to Noel. "Shove up Vince Van Goth."
Noel smiled. "I like that." He nodded.
Dave pulled Noel's legs from eachother and sat in his lap.
"Now I cant see." Noel shrugged.
Dave took hold of Noel's slender wrists and guided them with his own around the paper.
Noel smiled and closed his eyes. He kissed the nape of Dave's neck, and breathed against it.
The feel of Noel's warmth and breath against his bare skin, made all the hairs on Dave's arm prickle.
Their fingers entwined and their hands tangled together, the paint started to go sticky as it dried, the feel of it pulling apart.
Dave dipped Noel's finger in a can of black paint and took it to the paper, gently he scribed 'Noel & Dave.'
Noel pushed his palm against Dave's. his hand was slightly smaller than Dave's, but still the same shade of purple.
Noel cleared his throat. "Bollo?"
Dave turned his head slightly.
"Do you want a shower?"
"No its okay, you go in first."
"I meant with me, you goon." Noel flicked his tounge across Dave's neck.
Dave smiled and rested his head on Noel's. "In a minute." He said, wrapping his fingers with Noel's once again. "It can wait."
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Date: 2009-01-06 09:39 pm (UTC)And Noel sits like I do when I'm painting! I fell off a stool once cos I war sitting like that!
Ocupational hazard. :D
Bless that's epic.
I LOVE ART.
I LOVE NOEL AND DAVE DOING ART TOGETHER. :D
Yay for Vince Van Gogh. :D
Hahah I can't wait for chapter N. :D And You know why! LOL
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Date: 2009-01-06 09:42 pm (UTC)FULL ON!
I always sit like that, its well comfy tbh!
LOL
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:00 pm (UTC)I wasn't really sure about Noel/Dave but this was all kinds of bravura. More sooon??? please? O.O x
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:04 pm (UTC)they're both extremely attractive!
yes, i'm hoping to get the whole alphabet down!
LOL
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:42 pm (UTC)*faints*
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:45 pm (UTC)hahahhaa i've thought up titles for them all :P
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:30 pm (UTC)And this was adorable! I loved the dialogue and the interaction between them, so cute, and so them!
<3
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-06 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-06 10:38 pm (UTC)i dont remember him saying that.
i'll have to watch it again later ;)
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:46 pm (UTC)Oh well, you can never get enough Boosh anyway! ;)
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Date: 2009-01-06 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-07 08:56 pm (UTC)Classic.
I sit like that when im drawing
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Date: 2009-01-19 01:19 am (UTC)but i read the last one and so i had to go back to the start.
love itttt. love artistic!noel =D (and dave, of course)