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booshslashhavenTitle: The Kiss
Pairing: Noelian
Summary: The last part of the story behind why they put the Kiss into series 3.
Word Count: 1,926
Rating: Um... PG-13, possibly R?
Disclaimer: This isn't true, none of it is, I know they confirm that slash fics are true in the story but that's not true either! Haha! No offence intended, it's just a bit of perverted fun.
Author’s Notes: Thank you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
natawie for reading over this before I posted it :D I hope you all enjoy the last part!
Previous Parts: Part 1, Part 2
As time progressed, the wedge between Noel and Julian was slowly but surely disappearing. Noel’s ridiculous tabloid scandals were few and far between as he spent day-in, day-out with Julian, writing the Boosh. Ideas had come thick and fast, and in what felt like no time at all they managed to write a whole series.
Writing the Boosh was still a problem, though. Even though they got to spend all day together – just what both of them had waited the best part of a year for – it wasn’t ideal. They both had girlfriends at home, and Julian had children. This factor had become the cause of a great deal of friction between them and their girlfriends. The constant battle to keep the balance of relationships was an impossible battle to win, and in this case Dee and Julia were missing out. As two relationships deteriorated, one very special bond recuperated.
The friction between their girlfriends was becoming a constant hassle, though. If one wasn’t on the phone verbally abusing their boyfriend, the other would be coming into the office and physically dragging them home in a desperate struggle for attention. This had led to some very intimate moments between Noel and Julian becoming very awkward, and planned excuses were used more often than they should have been.
But for every problem there is an answer. The boys were buying love for their girlfriends in the form of chocolate, flowers and jewellery, which was a perfect solution to their problems, while they were sharing a priceless love between each other instead. No price could pay for how they felt when they were together, doing their two favourite things – writing a comedy and being able to blatantly express their love for each other.
But they were about to blatantly express their love in a more public way, to potentially millions of people watching on TV in the form of...
-----
“A KISS? ON A ROOF?!” Paul shrieked as he read through the script during the read-through session. He lifted his eyes from the script, cocked an eyebrow at Noel who was across the table, looked down to check he’d read it right and looked up again. “Are you serious?”
“...Yes.” Noel pursed his lips and looked at Paul in a quizzical manner. “Is there a problem with that?”
“Well no, I mean... of course there’s not a problem, it’s just... just shocked me really.” He gasped a half-laughing breath and looked down at the script again to read what happens next.
Noel drummed his fingers on the table impatiently, trying his best to look annoyed. He knew that it would scare Paul, and he knew that he wouldn’t like it – but unlike the past times they tried to get things he didn’t like into the script, this time they’d both planned to act like it was perfectly normal. Of course, it was to them – but that was against their point.
Julian broke the silence with a deliberate cough. “As Noel said – that’s not a problem, is it?”
“God you two! You’re not usually this... serious.”
They both tried their best to hold a laugh in. They knew he was trying not to offend them, he’d never been in this situation before with Noel and Julian.
“I suppose this would be good for promotion and the fans would like it and stuff... you’ve both read those ‘slash’ stories they write, I know you have.” He widened his eyes and Noel and Julian shot each other a knowing look – knowing how true those stories are.
Noel stood up and pushed his chair in. “So you’re in then Kingaling?”
“I guess so... but for the sake of the fans only. Don’t forget that!”
“Genius,” Noel said as he grinned as he bounced out of the room.
Paul half stood up and reached out pointlessly. “Hey Noel! Wait! I’m not finished yet...”
Julian laughed and stood up himself. “Sorry Paul, it looks like he’s a little bit excited. I’ll go and see where he is.”
And with that Julian run out of the room after Noel, leaving Paul to think about what he just permitted in silence.
“Thank God for that,” Noel chimed as Julian walked into the room. “Well done Ju, we managed to get it in in the end!” Noel threw himself into the warmth and comfort of Julian’s arms and gave him a big hug.
“I’m really excited now, you know,” whispered Julian. “Do you know when we film that episode?”
“Second day into filming,” Noel replied instantly. “So on day one we’re filming a decent part of Eels then we get to do it, according to Paul’s timetable.”
Noel could feel Julian chuckle against his chest, still in his embrace. “You really are excited too, aren’t you Noel!”
Noel moved back and grinned up and Julian. “Of course I am! This is going to be one of the most exciting things I’ve ever done.”
“And that coming from the tabloid superhero... this must be pretty exciting shit.”
Noel laughed and pushed Julian back against the big table in the middle of the empty room. “Office sex. Kinky.”
Julian laughed and pulled himself up off the desk into a passionate kiss, mouths moving against each other desperately. Noel broke the kiss and crouched down so his head was in line with Julian’s crotch.
“Definitely kinky,” Julian said as Noel made quick work of his belt and zip and he ran his fingers through Noel’s hair.
Julian felt his erection go immediately harder as the cold air was instantly took away by Noel’s warm mouth. Julian’s inhibitions immediately disappeared. It didn’t matter where they were at that point in time – it was him and Noel and that’s all that mattered. A moan escaped his mouth, slightly louder than he’d anticipated as Noel began to suck faster and take it deeper.
“Shit, Noel, yes,” he groaned in an unintentional manner. He breathed in deeply and open his eyes for a moment – to see a short, stumpy silhouette of a woman at the end of the corridor. His eyes widen and he jumped back impulsively. “SHIT NOEL!”
“Shit, what’ve I done?” Noel asked, leaning back with a worried look on his face.
“Get up Noel. Now. Quietly. As discreetly as you can...”
“Why?” Noel questioned... very loudly.
“Am I interrupting something?” The hard-faced woman asked as she finally made her way into the room. She was short and stocky, probably late forties with a strong Eastern European accent. She was wearing a green and yellow apron – obviously a cleaner.
“Every fucking time,” Noel groaned under his breath before turning round to face the woman. “Did you... see anything?”
“I’m inclined to say no my friend... but that would be a lie,” she grumbled.
Noel looked at Julian and they both had exactly the same reaction at the same time: “Shit!”
Noel stood up and rooted in his pocket. “I will pay you more than your weeks wages – actually fuck that, your months wages – so long as you don’t breathe a word of this to anyone. You hear me?” He grabbed his wallet out of his pocket, took out all of the £10 and £20 notes in there, scrunched them up and placed them in her hand. “Just take that. Is that enough? What else could I do? Do you want a kiss?” Her shocked face grimaced and he realised that she had just caught him in the action. “Oops... sorry. Is that okay though?”
She looked up at him, bewildered, and nodded slowly. “Yes... that’s fine. That’s more than fine! Your secret’s safe with me, I’m going fly to the hottest place I can afford!” And with that, she run off back down the corridor, money in hand and a grin planted on her face.
Noel turned back round and sighed heavily.
“Noel, you twat. You do realise you just gave about £300 to a woman who doesn’t even know who you are, never mind care if you’re a little bit gay?”
“...Well, just in case...”
They both burst out laughing and Noel fell into Julian’s lap comfortably, veins pumping with adrenaline and love.
-----
“And cut!” Paul shouted across the studio packed full of colourfully dressed friends of Noel, who had all just been filmed dancing around Dave Brown wearing a cube on his head. It was the day of the Kiss and they had never been so nervous.
Noel walked up behind Julian and quickly undone his man-corset quickly, his fingers working delicately down the string. “You know what it’s time for, don’t you?”
Julian nodded and before he had time to say anything, Paul interrupted. “All on set for act 4 scene 5!” A voice from back in costumes shouted “It’s gay time, boys!”. The whole set erupted into laughter.
“Don’t be bothered by it Ju,” Noel whispered as they walked up the ladder and perched on the roof, trying not to look as excited as they felt.
They both took a deep breath, got into character and posed themselves ready to begin the much-awaited scene.
“Aaaaaand action!” called Paul from the back of the room.
“Just standing in a cupboard with an extreme sports calendar model. I don’t think so!” someone shouted from across the room, speaking Dennis’ lines.
“Honestly, I’m not interested in your wife, I’m in love with someone already!” Noel said. Saying the word love about Julian in public, even if it was disguised by Vince and Howard, was something that made his heart miss a beat. He struggled not to break in to a smile while the adrenaline rushed through him.
“The lies of a backtracking worm.”
“I’m in love with Howard!” Noel breathed in deeply and looked at Julian as he said his line. He was shocked at how close he was to saying Julian – and although that was a mistake they often made, mixing up the names in that sentence would have made a huge difference. It would have been a revelation that had been waiting to come out in public for years, but just couldn’t. He couldn’t do it on the roof in the Boosh set. Not verbally, anyway.
“Prove it,” the voice shouted.
And with that, Noel flung himself across the roof at Julian and grabbed on to his neck and face, kissing him passionately immediately. The gasps around the studio were full of shock, and incredibly loud – Noel heard people coughing and could imagine them looking away. But he didn’t care. Not now. Now that he was able, for the first time, to kiss Julian in public. Of course, it wasn’t like their other kisses – Julian had to act as Howard and, well, not put much into it. Noel looked at Julian and he looked very shocked. Just as they’d discussed for the first time. But the look on his face was so funny that Noel paused and erupted into a fit of giggles, falling into Julian’s chest laughing. Everyone on the set laughed along.
“You bastard, you can’t stick your tongue in my mouth and tell me not to react,” whispered Julian.
“We can do it like it should really be done later. But for now... this is all you’re gonna get in front of everyone! We can’t look too gay.” Noel raised his voice from a whisper, and shouted “shall we go again?”
But when he turned his head around he looked to see a set full of dropped jaws and shocked faces.
“Um, guys,” Paul stuttered, “...You have a microphone above your heads. We... heard that.”
Pairing: Noelian
Summary: The last part of the story behind why they put the Kiss into series 3.
Word Count: 1,926
Rating: Um... PG-13, possibly R?
Disclaimer: This isn't true, none of it is, I know they confirm that slash fics are true in the story but that's not true either! Haha! No offence intended, it's just a bit of perverted fun.
Author’s Notes: Thank you to
natawie for reading over this before I posted it :D I hope you all enjoy the last part!Previous Parts: Part 1, Part 2
As time progressed, the wedge between Noel and Julian was slowly but surely disappearing. Noel’s ridiculous tabloid scandals were few and far between as he spent day-in, day-out with Julian, writing the Boosh. Ideas had come thick and fast, and in what felt like no time at all they managed to write a whole series.
Writing the Boosh was still a problem, though. Even though they got to spend all day together – just what both of them had waited the best part of a year for – it wasn’t ideal. They both had girlfriends at home, and Julian had children. This factor had become the cause of a great deal of friction between them and their girlfriends. The constant battle to keep the balance of relationships was an impossible battle to win, and in this case Dee and Julia were missing out. As two relationships deteriorated, one very special bond recuperated.
The friction between their girlfriends was becoming a constant hassle, though. If one wasn’t on the phone verbally abusing their boyfriend, the other would be coming into the office and physically dragging them home in a desperate struggle for attention. This had led to some very intimate moments between Noel and Julian becoming very awkward, and planned excuses were used more often than they should have been.
But for every problem there is an answer. The boys were buying love for their girlfriends in the form of chocolate, flowers and jewellery, which was a perfect solution to their problems, while they were sharing a priceless love between each other instead. No price could pay for how they felt when they were together, doing their two favourite things – writing a comedy and being able to blatantly express their love for each other.
But they were about to blatantly express their love in a more public way, to potentially millions of people watching on TV in the form of...
-----
“A KISS? ON A ROOF?!” Paul shrieked as he read through the script during the read-through session. He lifted his eyes from the script, cocked an eyebrow at Noel who was across the table, looked down to check he’d read it right and looked up again. “Are you serious?”
“...Yes.” Noel pursed his lips and looked at Paul in a quizzical manner. “Is there a problem with that?”
“Well no, I mean... of course there’s not a problem, it’s just... just shocked me really.” He gasped a half-laughing breath and looked down at the script again to read what happens next.
Noel drummed his fingers on the table impatiently, trying his best to look annoyed. He knew that it would scare Paul, and he knew that he wouldn’t like it – but unlike the past times they tried to get things he didn’t like into the script, this time they’d both planned to act like it was perfectly normal. Of course, it was to them – but that was against their point.
Julian broke the silence with a deliberate cough. “As Noel said – that’s not a problem, is it?”
“God you two! You’re not usually this... serious.”
They both tried their best to hold a laugh in. They knew he was trying not to offend them, he’d never been in this situation before with Noel and Julian.
“I suppose this would be good for promotion and the fans would like it and stuff... you’ve both read those ‘slash’ stories they write, I know you have.” He widened his eyes and Noel and Julian shot each other a knowing look – knowing how true those stories are.
Noel stood up and pushed his chair in. “So you’re in then Kingaling?”
“I guess so... but for the sake of the fans only. Don’t forget that!”
“Genius,” Noel said as he grinned as he bounced out of the room.
Paul half stood up and reached out pointlessly. “Hey Noel! Wait! I’m not finished yet...”
Julian laughed and stood up himself. “Sorry Paul, it looks like he’s a little bit excited. I’ll go and see where he is.”
And with that Julian run out of the room after Noel, leaving Paul to think about what he just permitted in silence.
“Thank God for that,” Noel chimed as Julian walked into the room. “Well done Ju, we managed to get it in in the end!” Noel threw himself into the warmth and comfort of Julian’s arms and gave him a big hug.
“I’m really excited now, you know,” whispered Julian. “Do you know when we film that episode?”
“Second day into filming,” Noel replied instantly. “So on day one we’re filming a decent part of Eels then we get to do it, according to Paul’s timetable.”
Noel could feel Julian chuckle against his chest, still in his embrace. “You really are excited too, aren’t you Noel!”
Noel moved back and grinned up and Julian. “Of course I am! This is going to be one of the most exciting things I’ve ever done.”
“And that coming from the tabloid superhero... this must be pretty exciting shit.”
Noel laughed and pushed Julian back against the big table in the middle of the empty room. “Office sex. Kinky.”
Julian laughed and pulled himself up off the desk into a passionate kiss, mouths moving against each other desperately. Noel broke the kiss and crouched down so his head was in line with Julian’s crotch.
“Definitely kinky,” Julian said as Noel made quick work of his belt and zip and he ran his fingers through Noel’s hair.
Julian felt his erection go immediately harder as the cold air was instantly took away by Noel’s warm mouth. Julian’s inhibitions immediately disappeared. It didn’t matter where they were at that point in time – it was him and Noel and that’s all that mattered. A moan escaped his mouth, slightly louder than he’d anticipated as Noel began to suck faster and take it deeper.
“Shit, Noel, yes,” he groaned in an unintentional manner. He breathed in deeply and open his eyes for a moment – to see a short, stumpy silhouette of a woman at the end of the corridor. His eyes widen and he jumped back impulsively. “SHIT NOEL!”
“Shit, what’ve I done?” Noel asked, leaning back with a worried look on his face.
“Get up Noel. Now. Quietly. As discreetly as you can...”
“Why?” Noel questioned... very loudly.
“Am I interrupting something?” The hard-faced woman asked as she finally made her way into the room. She was short and stocky, probably late forties with a strong Eastern European accent. She was wearing a green and yellow apron – obviously a cleaner.
“Every fucking time,” Noel groaned under his breath before turning round to face the woman. “Did you... see anything?”
“I’m inclined to say no my friend... but that would be a lie,” she grumbled.
Noel looked at Julian and they both had exactly the same reaction at the same time: “Shit!”
Noel stood up and rooted in his pocket. “I will pay you more than your weeks wages – actually fuck that, your months wages – so long as you don’t breathe a word of this to anyone. You hear me?” He grabbed his wallet out of his pocket, took out all of the £10 and £20 notes in there, scrunched them up and placed them in her hand. “Just take that. Is that enough? What else could I do? Do you want a kiss?” Her shocked face grimaced and he realised that she had just caught him in the action. “Oops... sorry. Is that okay though?”
She looked up at him, bewildered, and nodded slowly. “Yes... that’s fine. That’s more than fine! Your secret’s safe with me, I’m going fly to the hottest place I can afford!” And with that, she run off back down the corridor, money in hand and a grin planted on her face.
Noel turned back round and sighed heavily.
“Noel, you twat. You do realise you just gave about £300 to a woman who doesn’t even know who you are, never mind care if you’re a little bit gay?”
“...Well, just in case...”
They both burst out laughing and Noel fell into Julian’s lap comfortably, veins pumping with adrenaline and love.
-----
“And cut!” Paul shouted across the studio packed full of colourfully dressed friends of Noel, who had all just been filmed dancing around Dave Brown wearing a cube on his head. It was the day of the Kiss and they had never been so nervous.
Noel walked up behind Julian and quickly undone his man-corset quickly, his fingers working delicately down the string. “You know what it’s time for, don’t you?”
Julian nodded and before he had time to say anything, Paul interrupted. “All on set for act 4 scene 5!” A voice from back in costumes shouted “It’s gay time, boys!”. The whole set erupted into laughter.
“Don’t be bothered by it Ju,” Noel whispered as they walked up the ladder and perched on the roof, trying not to look as excited as they felt.
They both took a deep breath, got into character and posed themselves ready to begin the much-awaited scene.
“Aaaaaand action!” called Paul from the back of the room.
“Just standing in a cupboard with an extreme sports calendar model. I don’t think so!” someone shouted from across the room, speaking Dennis’ lines.
“Honestly, I’m not interested in your wife, I’m in love with someone already!” Noel said. Saying the word love about Julian in public, even if it was disguised by Vince and Howard, was something that made his heart miss a beat. He struggled not to break in to a smile while the adrenaline rushed through him.
“The lies of a backtracking worm.”
“I’m in love with Howard!” Noel breathed in deeply and looked at Julian as he said his line. He was shocked at how close he was to saying Julian – and although that was a mistake they often made, mixing up the names in that sentence would have made a huge difference. It would have been a revelation that had been waiting to come out in public for years, but just couldn’t. He couldn’t do it on the roof in the Boosh set. Not verbally, anyway.
“Prove it,” the voice shouted.
And with that, Noel flung himself across the roof at Julian and grabbed on to his neck and face, kissing him passionately immediately. The gasps around the studio were full of shock, and incredibly loud – Noel heard people coughing and could imagine them looking away. But he didn’t care. Not now. Now that he was able, for the first time, to kiss Julian in public. Of course, it wasn’t like their other kisses – Julian had to act as Howard and, well, not put much into it. Noel looked at Julian and he looked very shocked. Just as they’d discussed for the first time. But the look on his face was so funny that Noel paused and erupted into a fit of giggles, falling into Julian’s chest laughing. Everyone on the set laughed along.
“You bastard, you can’t stick your tongue in my mouth and tell me not to react,” whispered Julian.
“We can do it like it should really be done later. But for now... this is all you’re gonna get in front of everyone! We can’t look too gay.” Noel raised his voice from a whisper, and shouted “shall we go again?”
But when he turned his head around he looked to see a set full of dropped jaws and shocked faces.
“Um, guys,” Paul stuttered, “...You have a microphone above your heads. We... heard that.”
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