Virgil wasn't exactly the type of guy who enjoyed road trips. He let out a quiet sigh as he placed his luggage in the trunk of the car along with everyone else's bags. Sure, he liked the quiet calmness that came with it, of being able to just slip his headphones on and stare out the window for hours on end with nothing on his mind. It was relaxing, and it put him at ease. He liked having nothing to do, and he liked to be able to just sit silently and listen to music without being judged.

However, with the silence that was present in the car, other problems arose. It happened every time Virgil has ever gone on a road trip in his entire life. Eventually, he would have to pee. And because of everyone else in the car looking so at ease, not wanting to be interrupted, or just wanting to get to the damned hotel already, well—these things always made Virgil reluctant about speaking up for his needs. He didn't want to be a problem, and he didn't want the trip to go on hold just for him. He swears, everybody else in the world had bladders of steel.

This caused him a lot of problems with road trips, because within minutes of realizing he had to pee, he would send himself spiraling. His anxiety would grow and grow and grow until he felt tears pricking his eyes, or until he was on the brink of a panic attack. He would force himself to calm down, and he would suffer in silence either until they got to wherever the hell they were going, or until he couldn't hold it anymore and had to shyly pipe up from the back of the car and ask for a stop.

He hadn't wet himself on a road trip.... In the past couple of years, at least....so he wasn't too scared about that, he was just worried about inevitably having to ask for a stop. It never felt like the right time. Especially if everyone else was deep in conversation, laughing and talking over the music together. That was almost as bad as speaking up into a silent car. His reputation was known amongst his friends, Remus and Janus, so whenever he'd take a trip with them, they always planned regular stops, and were very attentive to his needs, used to his pee dancing and such.

But this wasn't just another week-long summer trip to a Florida beach with his two best friends, this was a week long winter break vacation with not only Remus and Janus, but three other people.

And sure, he knew these other people, but he didn't know them very well. Roman was Remus's twin brother, so of course he'd seen the annoyingly charming prick at Remus's house before or around school. Even in some of his classes, back when they were in high school. Patton was one of Janus's cousins, and he'd practically been living with Janus since junior year of high school. He was very kind and funny, and liked to hang out with them. So, of the three, Virgil knew Patton the best, and would even consider him a good friend.

In fact, Virgil, Remus, and Janus loved Patton so much that they all decided to share a four bedroom apartment now that they had recently started college, and Virgil was getting to know him even better. The first semester of their freshmen year of college had actually been fun, and Virgil hadn't expected that at all. Aside from the fun that came with sharing a home with your best friends, his rent had been cut into quarters. So that was always a plus.

And Logan—well. He'd seen Logan around a couple of times, but he did know his name at least, from high school. He was always the leader of some kind of club, head of the student counsel. Highest test scores in the district, and graduated as the Valedictorian. He had also been Patton's boyfriend for a while now, so he'd seen him around a lot more over the past year.

He just hoped Logan didn't end up breaking Patton's heart or something, because he was actually a pretty cool dude to hang around with. It was weird, he didn't feel as anxious around Logan as he usually would with people he didn't know that well. It probably had something to do with the fact that Logan was a nerd. A big ol' dork at heart, and while at first he seemed closed off and anti-social, once you got to know him, he'd get to talking more and more, and Virgil found that they actually had a lot of things in common, a lot of things they could talk to each other about. They'd even had an argument over a conspiracy theory. Janus had been proud of him for that.

He supposed it wasn't the worst group of people to be stuck in a car with for six hours, if they got bored, they'd probably all be able to keep up a conversation, or talk about something random. There just wasn't a chance in hell that Virgil was going to be able to speak up when he needed to pee.

He shook himself out of his thoughts as he climbed into the backseat of the rental van they'd gotten, and listened to his friends chatter as the car began to back out of the driveway. Surely, someone else would have to pee eventually too. There was no reason to freak out. Sure, maybe his bladder was overreactive, and a little on the smaller side, but he would be fine until someone else spoke up!

Logan was driving, and Patton was sitting shotgun. For some reason, Remus and Roman were sitting in the middle of the car, right next to each other. Virgil realized a little too late that it was a huge mistake to allow that to happen. Janus was sitting in the back with Virgil, which was a huge comfort to him.

"Alright" Logan began as Patton finally got the gps working, "if all goes well, we should be arriving at the hotel around 4pm. Seeing as it isn't even noon yet, I do not expect any screaming" through the rear view mirror, he gave a pointed look to Remus and Roman, who both scoffed in unison, before looking out of their windows, "and we do have a stop scheduled for gas and snacks, as well as the bathroom if anybody will need to go."

"Awesome!" Remus chirped, "now can we go to McDonald's?"

Logan sighed, "Yes, Remus. We can go to McDonald's. We're just in time for breakfast, too. How's everyone feel about a McGriddle and some orange juice?"

—————————————————————————

Virgil's eyes cracked open as his body came to consciousness. His mouth was dry and he groaned a little bit, stretching as he blinked a couple of times, rubbing at his eyes and getting up from his uncomfortable position leaned against the window. His headphones were blaring some type of Evanescence song, and even through that he could hear the loud conversation happening in the car. He turned off the song and tuned into the conversation, not knowing if he was willing to take his headphones off and be dragged into the conversation yet.

"I WANT GUMMY WORMS!" Remus screamed loudly, "I want them NOW!"

"Oh my fuck, Remus, the stop isn't for another hour, will you calm the hell down?" Logan asked, irritated.

"Logan!" Patton gasped, "Language!"

Logan breathed through his nose, "Patton. I am a grown ass man."

Patton giggled, "fair, fair."

"Logan. If you don't stop for Remus, he will not shut up" Roman said, "trust me. Our dad's belt couldn't even shut him up."

"I—Damn" Logan sputtered.

Virgil finally took his headphones off. But he wished he hadn't.

"Yeah, Virgil's has had more power though" Remus screeched, before cackling.

Virgil froze, his face turning red as everybody in the car's head whipped around to face him. Logan's eyes merely flickered up questioningly in the rear view mirror, before going back onto the road.

"What?" Roman yelled. Janus began to laugh so hard he gagged, and the rest of the car exploded into questions.

"There's no way Virgil is a top!" Roman yelled, "look at him, he literally can't even breathe right now!"

"And you really believe that Remus isn't a bottom bitch boy?" Virgil muttered, raising a brow, knowing fully well that both of them were virgins. And not even dating. He had shocked the whole car into silence, though. So that was funny.

"Oh my god, have you fucked my brother?!"

"No! Oh my god, Remus blows everything out of proportion, the farthest we've gone is teasing!" Virgil defended.

"Yeah. His belt was so powerful that all he had to do was threaten me to get me to close my mouth" Remus smirked, "Virgey's a blushing virgin, Ro, don't let him fool you with his tough act."

"Okay, can you stop making sexual jokes about Virgil? You guys aren't even dating" Patton said, "look at him. You're making him uncomfortable."

"Come on, Pat, he's only uncomfortable because of all the attention, ask Janus, Virgil's a freak" Remus cooed, reaching back to flick Virgil's bangs.

"Alright" Logan interrupted, "because of the fact that I am now going to be sick, we will be stopping for Remus's gummy worms an hour early. Don't expect me to stop again for something as trivial as this."

Virgil checked the time. It wasn't even noon yet, he'd only been asleep for an hour. He sighed, still tired. Maybe he should get an energy drink to help him stay awake so that Remus can't tarnish his name while he's sleeping.

—————————————————————————

Two energy drinks and two hours later, Virgil was being shaken awake again. Really? He'd fallen asleep again? He checked the time and groaned. Okay. 2pm. Just a couple more hours in the car. He looked to his left and saw Janus holding some chicken nuggets and fries out for him.

"We went through a Wendy's drive thru for lunch" Janus told him. Virgil nodded and began to devour his chicken nuggets. As he sat up, he jostled his bladder and had to refrain from hissing. Right. The one reason he hadn't wanted to go on this road trip. He looked out of the window. All he saw was trees and trees and trees. He shifted in his seat, continuing to eat. He half listened to the conversation happening around the car, more focused on figuring out a plan in his head.

Okay. So, Logan had clearly stated earlier that he didn't want to stop again. And judging by how warm the chicken nuggets were, they'd probably left Wendy's around five minutes ago, where everybody probably took the opportunity to empty their bladders. Of course, except for him.

If he asked now, Logan might be annoyed. He might say no. And then everybody would laugh at him and it would be awkward, and everybody would know that he had to pee. They might even start to tease him.

He'd like to be able to tell himself that it wasn't that bad, that he would be able to wait two more hours—but he knew he couldn't. He hadn't gone in hours, and he'd had a lot to drink since they'd gotten in the car. Why hadn't he taken an anxiety pee when they were at the gas station earlier? How could he forget to do something like that?!

Both of his legs were shaking, jiggling up and down as he fidgeted with the hem of his hoodie. He flinched a little when he felt Janus's hand on his. He froze and stared at Janus, who had calmed his shaking hand.

"Anxious?" Janus asked quietly. Virgil came back to himself and began to listen into his surroundings. Remus and Roman were yelling at each other, and Logan was attempting to talk over them, which of course, led Roman to insult Logan and now he was added to the argument. Patton was trying to calm the debate before Logan pulled over and murdered Roman. Now, Remus was just watching the chaos he created unfold.

So, it was understandable that Janus thought that Virgil was simply overstimulated and not about to piss his pants like a toddler.

Virgil nodded, because that wasn't entirely a lie. He wouldn't be holding it if he wasn't anxious, he would have spoken up by now.

Of course, Janus's question had drawn Roman's attention, who was now looking back at Virgil, noticing his fidgeting and wriggling, and how he brought his hands to his chest to wring them together. He was looking down at his lap, and his face was flushed.

"Guys, guys" Roman yelled over everyone, "guys, stop yelling" he lowered his voice, doing an over-exaggerated whisper, "we're giving Virgil anxiety."

Virgil's head snapped up. He tensed and cringed. Damn, that sure brought him right back to middle school. And now everyone's attention was on him again. Great.

Janus rolled his eyes and smacked Roman upside the head, "you asshole."

"What?!" Roman cried, "I was being for real!"

"Oh, we're sorry Virgil" Patton said, immediately shutting his mouth.

"Oh, i'm sorry, I did not even think about that, though I did notice your presence in the conversation was...lacking" Logan said.

"No, no guys it's fine, really" Virgil rushed out, sitting up straighter so that he could cross his legs. Remus looked at him like he didn't believe him, "honestly" Virgil pushed, "i'm fine. The world can't stop just because of my stupid brain" he chuckled.

Remus was looking back with genuine worry, but he knew that drawing more attention would make Virgil more anxious, so he changed the subject quickly, "yeah guys, he's not a baby stop gawking at him like that, damn. Logan, what were you saying before prince prick interrupted?"

Roman scoffed, but didn't start a fight.

Virgil sighed in relief, going back to staring out of the window. He let a while pass by as he suffered in silence, biting his lip and such. Eventually, he had to snake a hand down to his hoodie pockets so that he could discreetly hold himself. It was getting worse, and he didn't think he'd be able to hold it for much longer. He was glad that there was a conversation going on, because if he had to speak up in the dead silence of the car, he would have probably thrown himself onto the highway.

He took in a deep, shuddering breath that caught Janus's attention. He didn't look over to him though, but he could feel his eyes on him.

"Hey...uh, Logan?" Virgil interjected when there was a dip in the conversation. He tried to seem cool about it, like he wasn't dying to pee.

"Yes?" Logan questioned.

'Why the fuck does everyone turn back to look at me every time I open my mouth?' He thought. He knew he didn't talk a lot, and yeah, he may be a little shy, but still— "do you think we could maybe stop somewhere? I know you said you wouldn't stop again for something stupid, but I need to use the bathroom. And no, Remus, before you even ask it's not a number 2" he added jokingly.

"I suppose so, it's not out of the way. We have a gas station coming up in a few minutes, and it looks like it's the last one for a while" Logan said, "and just so you know, needing to use the bathroom isn't stupid. I'm sorry if I made it seem that way" he added kindly.

Wow. That was way easier than he thought it would be, "okay. Thanks." He mumbled, leaning back in his seat with a huff of relief. Janus and Remus were both looking at him now, but the other three had went back to talking. Janus began to whisper to him, his eyes conveying genuine worry.

"Virgil, are you going to be okay?" Janus asked quietly, "holy shit, no wonder you've been so squirmy!"

Virgil glared at him, "what if they hear you? Shhhh! I'm going to be just fine."

Janus bit his lip, "i'm sorry I didn't notice sooner, I should have known—"

"It's not your job to" Virgil cut him off, before his eyes softened, "but thank you. I just...this is something I need to get over, it's so stupid."

"A lot of people have that fear" Remus mumbled, so quietly that Virgil almost didn't hear it over the laughter now booming from Roman and Patton, along with the groan that passed from Logan's lips.

Virgil nodded, "Y-yeah, I guess. I can understand why." He didn't really want to talk. His bladder was so full that it hurt. Janus seemed to catch on, and Remus noticed his discomfort as well, so they ended the conversation and turned back to their seats.

It didn't take long before Logan was pulling into the gas station, and Virgil was trying his hardest not to look too desperate. He waited until the car was fully parked before he even unbuckled his seatbelt, though he wanted nothing more than to tear himself out from the car and run like a bat out of hell towards the front doors of the gas station.

Remus got out of the car to let Virgil out, and Janus got up too, "we might as well all go" he said, "so that Logan won't have to stop again."

Everyone nodded along in agreement. Virgil danced in place while he waited for everyone to unload out of the car, knowing that he was completely failing at his attempts to stay calm and keep up appearances.

Remus nudged Virgil's shoulder lightly with his own and whispered for him to just go already. Janus, who had fucked around and found out in the past with Virgil's bathroom habits knew about his tendencies to freeze up in social situations, and grabbed the younger boy by the shoulders and began to drag him over to the gas station doors. He reached for the handle to open the entrance, and—

Huh. That was weird. Maybe it wasn't a pull, maybe it was a push. So, he pushed the door, but it still didn't budge. He stepped back on confusion, before reading the sign on the door. At this point, all their friends had gathered around too.

"Why the hell is the gas station closed?" Roman asked, "that's incredibly weird."

Virgil's mouth went completely dry, and his eyes widened. No no no no no—he wasn't going to make it an hour back to the hotel, fuck.

"Ah. I suppose we will just have to wait until we get to the hotel. It's only around an hour away, will everyone be fine until then?" Logan questioned, "I'm pretty sure there aren't anymore stops for a while."

A chorus of "yeah"'s sounded from the group as they made their way back to the car. But Janus and Remus knew better than to believe Virgil's panicked nod. He wouldn't have asked for a stop unless he really, really needed it.

They all loaded back up into the car, Janus eyeing Virgil skeptically, "are you...going to be alright?" He asked, though he already knew the answer.

Virgil decided to just be honest. He had nothing left to lose, so he shook his head, whimpering as he shoved his hands between his legs. He didn't care who saw, he'd rather have them see him hold than see him wet. Logan began to drive off, and again, they were surrounded by nothing but trees.

A panicked breath came from Virgil, and Roman turned his head to look at him, making an 'o' shape with his mouth, "Um, specs, I think emo nightmare over here really has to go."

Virgil blushed. Fuck, he was never going to live this down. He would never be able to be edgy again. Roman was probably going to tweet about this, and then the whole damn college would know. His breaths became heavier, and Janus scooted closer to Virgil to give him some comfort. Remus glared at Roman and punched his shoulder.

"Ow! Sorry, I mean, look at him! He's literally about to piss his pants!" Roman cried.

Virgil bit his trembling lip, feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He didn't open his mouth to defend himself, he just dug his hands deeper into his crotch, panting as he did so.

"Oh my god, Roman shut the actual fuck up! Clearly he's anxious" Logan snapped.

"Roman!" Patton chastised, "that is enough from you." He turned his voice more gentle, "Virge, are you going to be okay? Do you think you can wait another half hour?"

Virgil knew the answer was no. But he also knew that he didn't have a choice. He had to, "yeah" he forced out without a stutter, "I'll be fine." There was a noticeable shake to his voice, and Janus noted that he could no longer sit up straight. The car was now uncomfortably silent, and Patton didn't say anything when Logan stepped on the gas.

"J—Jan" Virgil whined. Nobody dared to look back, deciding to give Virgil some privacy.

Janus squeezed his hand, "you're fine, Virgil, you'll be okay. It'll be okay."

Virgil shook his head, "G—god, I can't, Janus, please, Janus, I can't." He wasn't quite sure what he was begging for.

His voice was pleading, filled with desperation. Janus's heart ached, and he wished he could do something for Virgil.

Remus frowned, turning back to rest a comforting hand on Virgil's knee, "you can piss in my mouth if you want."

"What?!" Patton cried in unison with Roman, and Logan was so shocked that he began to have a coughing fit.

Virgil smirked, his lips trembling as he did so. He wheezed, "Remus, you bitch, don't make me laugh. I'm actually going to piss myself."

"Oh my god, are you really?" Roman asked.

"Roman" Four voiced chimed in sternly to chastise his behavior, causing him to flinch, "sorry, sorry" he said quickly.

"Woah!" Patton yelled as the car jerked over a bump. Virgil gasped as he jumped, a leak escaping him and wetting through his underwear.

"I'm not gonna make it" was all the warning Virgil gave before he was thoroughly soaking his jeans. He let out a quiet sigh of relief as his bladder began to empty. Tears ran down his cheeks and smudged his eyeshadow, and Janus, who would usually jump to comfort, was silent in shock, the only sound he was able to hear was the sound of Virgil's piss hissing against the denim of his jeans.

"You'll be okay, Virgil, you can make it" Patton told him.

Virgil's lip trembled, and he let out a quiet sob, covering his eyes and pulling his hoodie strings tightly, so that his face was completely covered, his bangs spilling underneath the fabric. Patton looked back questioningly, worried when he heard Virgil begin to cry. He let out a quiet gasp, which caused Remus and Roman to whip their heads back in unison to stare. Logan adjusted his rear view mirror and flicked his eyes up to look, seeing Virgil having an accident.

Janus's eyes furrowed with sympathy as the car went from silently stunned to screaming. He could tell that Virgil was still trying—that he was trying so, so hard to keep it all in. He was holding himself tightly, his hands jammed between his crossed legs as a slow, steady leak kept getting cut off before a fresh warmth leaked between his fingers. A slow but steady pool of piss began to form around his ass and soak his jeans thoroughly.

Roman placed a hand over his mouth, "Oh my god, Virgil's pissing himself!"

"Roman!" The others yelled sternly. Three sets of hands reached to smack him, before Janus had jumped into action to help as Virgil's shoulders began to violently shake, a tell-tale sign that he was sobbing silently. Tears ran down Virgil's chin, and he was still pulling the strings of his hoodie tightly so that his face was hidden.

"Virgil" Janus mumbled, "Virgil..." he placed a hand on Virgil's shoulder, and the other melted into the touch.

"J-Janus, I...I have t-to g-go-o so bad" he whispered, tightening his grip on his crotch, "I can't hold it anymore. I'm sorry, i'm so, so sorry."

And Janus didn't care what everyone else's opinions on the matter were, Virgil clearly wouldn't be able to hold on for another ten seconds, so he spoke his mind, "Virgil, you can go" he whispered, "it's okay. You're fine, just let go. You're doing so good. So, so good."

"Yeah," Remus agreed, looking back at Virgil, "you don't have to hold it anymore. You can let it go."

Roman realized they were trying to coax Virgil into wetting himself, so in order to redeem himself from earlier, he joined in, "Go ahead, emo nightmare. We won't judge you."

But even with his hoodie covering his face, Virgil could tell that all eyes were on him. He was far, far too nervous to let go now, even though his bladder was well past the point of overworked. He began to sniffle quietly as tears ran down his cheeks, "I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't" he whispered desperately, his entire body shuddering and pulsing with need.

"Yes, you can" Janus soothed anxiously, shushing the others, "don't focus on anything else, just focus on me. You can go now, Virgil. You've held on for so long, but you don't have to anymore. Go ahead, let go."

Virgil whimpered a little, slowly removing his hands from his groin and relaxing his tense thighs. As soon as he did so, a flood of urine released from his bladder and began to soak him and pool in the leather seats, before running down and dribbling onto the carpeted floor. He hunched over and sighed in relief, purposefully putting the pressure of his body weight on his bladder in order to release quicker. His stream was thick and harsh against his thighs, causing his jeans to glisten with beads of piss that rolled down his legs and soaked him to his knees. By the time he was finished, he had a pool of piss around his feet, and a puddle that saturated his ass.

The car was silent for a full three minutes, the only sound being Virgil's heavy release, followed by urine flooding and spilling over the edges of the seat and dripping onto the ground. Janus was rubbing soothing circles onto Virgil's back and mumbling sweet nothings to him, so quietly, that not even Remus couldn't tell what he was saying. Eventually, Logan spoke up awkwardly, "i've, uhm. Rerouted to a car wash..."

"Holy fuck, he actually just pissed his pants" Roman gasped.

Virgil let out a choked sob, "i'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry" his breathing began to pick up speed, and it was obvious that he was about to have a panic attack.

"Roman!" Janus yelled as Remus smacked his brother again, "he's literally having a fucking panic attack right now, will you just shut your damn mouth?"

Patton and Logan shouted to Roman in agreement with Janus, and Roman bowed his head sheepishly, "sorry! Sorry, sorry."

"It's completely fine" Logan spoke up, now addressing Virgil, "it's honestly illogical, to think you'd be able to hold it for so long, especially with how many drinks you've had, and how many hours you've been in the car. Don't sweat it, Virgil. We can clean it up very easy."

Virgil let go of his hoodie strings and pulled the hood off of him, which revealed his tear-filled eyes, beet red face, and smudged mascara and eyeshadow. He let his bangs fall over his eyes again as he sniffed and wiped his tears away, "t-thanks..."

Patton frowned, "oh, kiddo...i'm so sorry this happened."

"And i'm sorry if I came off as a jerk" Roman piped up, "I was just shocked, I wasn't trying to make fun of you."

"It's okay, Roman" Virgil rushed out, finally seeming to have calmed down some, "oh my god—there's so much. H-how am I gonna get out of the car? Everyone will see" his eyes filled with tears again as he balled his fists up and placed them over his eyes, "I can't believe this."

"Me and Janus can take you to the bathroom and help cover you up until we make it there" Remus said, "and I mean, your jeans are already pretty dark. And by the time we get there, they may have dried some" Remus told him.

Virgil nodded slowly, "okay. Okay, thank you guys" he breathed slowly. He was absolutely humiliated. He couldn't wait until he got to the bathroom so that he could cry more openly. At least his friends were being kind to him. That was nice, at least.

"Don't sweat it, Virgil. We'll give you a week before we start bringing this story up at parties—"

Virgil rolled his eyes and smacked Remus on the back of the head, "asshole" he muttered as the car erupted into laughter. Despite himself, Virgil smiled. Everything would be okay.

"We probably should have thought about pulling over and letting you spray down a tree" Patton said.

He had barely finished his sentence before Remus and Janus erupted into laughter, "oh, that's rich!" Remus cried.

"Why is that funny?" Roman questioned. Virgil was laughing as well, though, so he took it as a good sign.

"You think this is our first rodeo? We've been best friends with Virgil since pre-k. He gets way too nervous to piss outside, believe me when I say we've tried" Janus said, "for ten minutes. On three separate occasions."

"It's not my fault" Virgil defended quickly as he giggled, "my bladder just locks up, and I just can't!"

"It's sad, really" Remus joked.

"For the record, this is like my first time pissing myself" Virgil said, "just putting that out there."

"Yeah, okay" Janus snorted, "maybe first time this year."

"Okay! Fine! Wow!" Virgil exclaimed.

Remus laughed, "Yeah, maybe your first time pissing yourself this year, in a car  Mr. 'too scared to speak up for yourself in class'" Janus joked.

"Yeah, yeah laugh it up. Mr. Henderson was fucking scary!"

Words: 5097