Charmed, I'm Sure.
Title: Charmed, I'm Sure.
Chapter: One: Prince Charming.
Pairing: Julia(n)/Noelian
Disclaimer: I dont own the boosh. so please dont sue me i have so little to give.
Previous: ( Prologue. )
*6 months earler*
"Noel, I'm not arguing with you!" Julian snapped, throwing his hands up and walking away before it got any worse.
Noel tutted. "Oh fuck you Julian!"
Julian turned on his heel and looked Noel right in his aquamarine eyes. "What is your problem?"
"You're my fucking problem!"
"Oh well I'm sorry to be such a huge weight on your shoulders Noel. I really am!"
Enter Paul King, like a white stallion come to break up the argument. "Alright guys, come on. First day of filming not really the time to be arguing is it? What's the problem?"
Julian opened his mouth to calmly explain the situation, but Noel was quick to reply; "Barratt's being a prick!"
Julian bit the inside of his cheek, making his lips pout.
Paul turned to Julian and asked, "Barratt, why are you being a prick?"
"I'm not being a prick, Paul. I simply made one comment about the next scene and offered some constrictive critisism and he flipped the fuck out."
"You were bitchin on my acting." Noel snapped.
Julian scoffed in frustration. "I did not say your acting Noel. I said us. OUR. There is no N-O-E-L in our! Well theres an O but thats not it."
Noel stood up and squared up to Julian. "One day I'm gonna ram a hatchet down your throat!" He spat, turning and walking away.
Julian and Paul stood gobsmacked.
"He didnt mean it." Paul said after a while.
Julian looked at him. "No.. He didn't."
Julian waited an hour before walking into Noel's dressing room. "Hello."
Noel was laying on the floor staring up at the stained cieling, when Julian had spoke he glanced at him quickly and said "Piss off."
"Will you talk to me?" Julian asked, trying to sort things out.
"No." Noel replied.
Julian sat down in line with Noel's slender waist. "Will you talk to me, please?"
"No."
Julian sighed. "Look I'm sorry if I upset you Noel, but it wasnt supposed to be a direct stab at you."
Noel sighed this time, and sat up right, both men sat in the same position in perfect line. "No.. I'm sorry. I wasn't exactly Prince Charming was I? I didn't mean what I said. It was a dick thing to say and I'm sorry."
"Prince Charming?" Julian asked, smiling at him. "Can I say something?"
Noel nodded.
Julian put his hand on Noel's cheek and kissed him on the lips. It wasn't a kiss like normal, a drunken 'You are my friend and I love you' kiss. It was something different. The sort of kisses he must give Julia. What scared Noel more was the fact he didn't try and fight him off.
Noel kept his eyes shut for a few seconds afterwards and nodded. "Well said."
"Are we okay?" Julian asked, as if nothing had happened.
Noel's eyes finally opened. "What was that?"
"What was that what?"
"You kissed me."
Julian smiled devilishly, and stood up. "Sweetheart.. You kissed me."
Noel stared at the door after Julian had left, as if Julian himself was still in the room. Wondering if he was the one doing the kissing. He didnt understand it, Julian's exit line lingered in the air like a fishy smell after a delicious smoked salmon meal and it was just as confusing as the DaVinci code.
"D-Did I?" Noel stammered. Julian was a secret romantic, and it was his kiss that told him, the kiss that Noel may or may not have been responsible for. He shook his head, as if he was shaking all the thoughts out. "How did he do that?"