Damien must have heard the whimper. "Is it that bad?" He asked from the front, voice filled with concern. Sol swallowed, closing his eyes. His bladder sent urgent waves up his body, his poor abdomen containing what felt like an ocean. "I'm sorry," he said in a tired voice, eyes still closed, fingernails digging into the palms of his hands. "I just...my stomach hurts, okay?" His voice broke a little - mostly because he was so scared about wetting himself. He knew Damien would dump him if that happened. Nobody wanted a baby for a boyfriend.

Language: English Words: 69,148 Chapters: 99/100 Comments: 192 Kudos: 750 Bookmarks: 36 Hits: 38,755 Sol bent forward, eyes filling with tears. Why were they stopping? There was no rest stop here. Why had they stopped? Why wasn't the car moving, dammit? You were supposed to be careful, Sol grinded his hands into his crotch harder; almost painfully harshly, as if he was punishing himself. How could you be so stupid and let this happen? But you sound like you're in so much pain," Damien babbled, feeling helpless up front. "I can hear your crying, and, please, baby, maybe there's something wrong."

Sol whirled around, and made an "oomph" noise as the tingles from the ground rushed to his full bladder; the quivering organ full and round with piss. He knew it pretty pathetic to feel full after one glass of coke, but the coke had been extra large, and Sol wasn't used to holding it. He always took precaution to go every hour, so his bladder muscles had weakened considerably over the years. To top it off, he'd never had the largest bladder to begin with. After all, wetting yourself while fully conscious and awake, even at fourteen, was pretty abnormal. Babe," Damien said. "I'm really sorry about this, but...I think we just hit traffic. I know you don't feel well, um, but...there's a spare bag in the trunk if you feel like queasy and-" Damien was horrified at the way Sol begged to him; the frantic pleading in his eyes, the horrible fear on his face. Damien didn't care if Sol soaked his pants - he just wanted his boyfriend to be happy. But he knew, right now, that if Sol wet himself, it was going to be a long road to getting Sol to smile ever again. He wasn't sure why, but he knew his boyfriend, and he knew that Sol needed to get to a bathroom fast. Dami-ien-" Sol was still shaking, but he felt a long leak stream into his pants. "I'm so - I'm so sorry - but I need to..." he curled deeply, whimpering as he forced his bladder to hold everything in.

As a way to congratulate Finn and Rachel on their engagement, Rachel’s dads invite Finn and his family over for dinner and a musical performance at the Berry household, and then both parents agree that their children are ready to spend the night together, and in the spirit of Valentine’s Day, Rachel’s dad are all for letting Finn and Rachel use Rachel’s bed and bath room for their night together. I love you," Damien said, peppering Sol's tear-streaked face with kisses. "I love you, please. Please don't say you're gross." Everything he had worked for went down the train. All of the precaution he had taken the last few years to never wet himself again had gone to waste - and now he was standing in his own piss, his father in front of him, his life about to spiral downwards once more.

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This thing is for Aether, because she's awesome. Language: English Words: 4,702 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 26 Kudos: 460 Bookmarks: 33 Hits: 27,654 In which, Louis Tomlinson gets into a wee spot of bother. Much to his enjoyment, Zayn is pulled along for the ride too. Language: English Words: 4,764 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 4 Kudos: 153 Bookmarks: 13 Hits: 22,600 It becomes apparent that the Tower's resident teenager has some... aiming issues. It falls to Tony to solve them. Sol would be okay. He had some issues that needed to be worked out, but Damien would help him through it.