A/n: You've waited long enough for this chapter soo I wont yap lmao

BUTTT if you have any smutty prompts let me know I wanna try it out. Like i'm talking filthy. I'm talking dirty. Orr if you have tamer ones thats good too idc i just wanna write smut

As the handcuff locked around his wrist, Charlie wondered how he'd gotten himself into this situation. He shouldn't have ever agreed to play this stupid game. He blushed as he made eye contact with his boyfriend, and they held their arms up and pulled to test the handcuffs. They were sturdy, and clearly wouldn't be easy to slip off. Not uncomfortably tight, but they were snug around their wrists.

"Wonderful!" Elle cheered, "what an amazing way to end the game."

Tao narrowed his eyes, "I don't like the idea of Charlie being handcuffed to Nick all day. What if they have sex?"

"Tao! Oh my God!" Charlie exclaimed, his face immediately surrendering into a blush, "we are not having sex!"

Nick just laughed, clearly not as embarrassed as Charlie was about this whole thing, "I love being close to you, but being this close for so long is going to be a little strange."

"What if one of you needs to shit?" Isaac questioned, trying to hide his cheeky smile.

Charlie laughed, "I would be traumatized if I had to witness Nick shitting" he said, "like actually. And me personally, I would rather kill myself than shit in front of Nick."

"Don't joke about that" Nick told him, his voice immediately turning serious. Charlie clasped onto his hand as soon as he began expressing concern, and apologized, kissing him sweetly.

"That was disgusting" Tao said, crinkling his nose.

"That's homophobic" Charlie said.

Tao's eyes widened, "what?!"

"This is going on instagram. You are cooked, mate" Nick agreed, laughing as Tao scoffed.

Charlie supposed that this wasn't the worst dare he could have gotten. It wasn't like he and Nick were strangers. They were certainly both awkward, but that was just their nature. This was actually probably the easiest dare he'd ever been given. Spending a day handcuffed to Nick was hardly a punishment, he was his boyfriend after all—but he supposed the plastic around his wrist could get annoying quickly. Other than that, he didn't see any other possible downsides to the situation.

In Charlie's opinion, in fact, being handcuffed to Nick was the best possible thing that could have happened to him, and the safest outcome to the end of the game. Elle's dares were rarely ever this tame. Aside from that, sending the picture of him and Nick in handcuffs to his mother had been hilarious. Tori had actually showed emotion for once when he sent the photo to her. Apparently, their mom's reaction was worth laughing at.

She'd agreed to let him stay over at Nick's house since they were handcuffed together and couldn't unlock it because of a dare. Charlie half expected her to make them call off the dare, but she was surprisingly chill about it, which he made a mental note of to express his appreciation to her later.

Tao insisted on making a proper sleepover out of the situation, not trusting Nick and Charlie to be handcuffed alone. And because things would probably get boring when the group was gone. Nick agreed to the sleepover, so everyone texted their parents to let them know. Once everything was said and done, they all settled down to watch a movie.

They had a lot of fun and Nick was very attentive of the conversation going on while the movie played in the background, and was even very talkative. But Charlie noticed that he couldn't quite keep still for too long. He thought it was strange how restless Nick had gotten, but there didn't seem to be anything wrong with him. Perhaps he was just tired of sitting.

As the movie reached its climax, Charlie noticed a tension stirring in his bladder. He decided to ignore it for the time being. At least until the movie was over, he didn't want Nick to miss anything because of him, as he knew his boyfriend quite liked this film. He would just go afterwards.

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In Nick's opinion, being handcuffed to Charlie was the worst possible thing that could have happened to him. Not that he didn't like being around him, it was just that he kind of noticed that he needed to pee. He recognized the feeling during their game of truth or dare, but when he tried to get up to go, his friends forced him back down, thinking he was just trying to escape his turn. So he'd finished it out with an uncomfortably full bladder.

And now he was handcuffed to Charlie, and there was no possible way he could go. Because if he went to the restroom, then Charlie would have to go with him. And he would be able to hear him go. That would be incredibly awkward for both of them, he was sure.

Both of them were fairly awkward people, and because of Charlie's shy, reserved nature, he was pretty sure that he'd be in the same boat soon enough. But of course, this had to be the one thing Charlie wasn't shy about. As soon as the movie ended, Charlie announced that he needed to use the restroom. His friends bursted into laughter, and Tao shook his head, "Nick better not peek!"

"Oh my God, they're dating Tao, if Charlie's fine with it leave them be" Elle shushed him, swatting at his shoulder playfully.

Nick flushed, "I am not going to be doing any peeking!" The last thing he wanted to do was watch Charlie get relief while his own bladder was screaming. It was bad enough that he was going to have to hear it.

"I don't care what he does, I just have to go so bad I was waiting for like, the whole movie" Charlie groaned. Now that Nick was thinking about it, he did notice Charlie shifting around a lot during the film, "I didn't want to go though, because I know how much Nick enjoys that one."

Nick smiled despite the pressure building inside of him, "awe, babe, that's so sweet" he said, kissing Charlie on the cheek.

"Oh my God, just get your gay asses out of here and go pee already" Issac said, shooing them away, "disgusting." His eyes widened as everyone began to laugh, "Oh my god, not—being gay isn't disgusting, that's not what I meant, I was talking about the PDA!"

"Sureeee" Charlie teased as he finally stood up to go, laughing as he dragged Nick along to the bathroom with him.

The handcuff chain was kind of short, so their hands were basically touching. There was little room for privacy, unless Nick turned his head or closed his eyes. But Charlie didn't really seem to care all that much. When the bathroom door closed, Charlie was already taking himself out, not even bothering to warn Nick, "Babe!" He exclaimed, shutting his eyes immediately.

"Nick" Charlie teased, "this is nothing you haven't seen before, you know."

"I have never seen you pee!" Nick defended.

Charlie laughed, "well, that's true, but let's face it. We're handcuffed for the rest of the night, so we may as well throw modesty out the window."

Nick opened his eyes again, but averted his gaze from his boyfriend's dick. "I guess you're right..."

"Don't feel bad, i'll get to see you piss later, too. It's only a matter of time" he joked.

Nick's shoulders tensed. Even though his bladder had been stirring for a few hours now, he did not want to think about going. He was hoping that he'd be able to hold it out. Going with Charlie so close to him felt impossible. Even though they were boyfriends, Nick's bladder shyness made the thought of using the bathroom while handcuffed to Charlie feel like a mountain he couldn't climb.

Listening to Charlie finally release his bladder did nothing but agitate Nick's. but what was even worse was when Charlie finished, and then they left the bathroom together. The feeling of a full bladder after having just been in front of a toilet was torture.

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As the hours passed, Nick's discomfort grew more and more obvious. He shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, trying to hold it in, but the pressure only intensified. Charlie of course, had noticed right away that something was up with Nick. Ever since the movie, he hadn't been able to sit still. He always paid close attention to Nick's subtle signs of distress, and the quiet whimper escaping Nick's lips didn't escape his notice.

"Hey, Nick," Charlie said softly, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay? You look like you're in pain." He tried to keep his voice low, since the rest of their friends had long since fallen asleep. Tao had his head resting on Elle's shoulder from where they sat together on the floor, both of their eyes closed. Isaac was sleeping, his head thrown back on the couch, his book abandoned on the coffee table.

Nick bit his lip, tears welling up in his eyes as he squeezed his legs together. He wanted to say something, anything, to explain why he was struggling so much. But the words were stuck in his throat. Instead, he let out a shaky breath and finally, in a voice that cracked with vulnerability, he said, "I—I can't..."

Charlie moved a bit closer to him, running a hand up and down his shoulder, "can't what, Nick?" He encouraged lightly.

"I'm...bladder shy" Nick mumbled finally, looking up at Charlie, tears finally spilling over, "I can't pee with anyone watching. If I know that someone can hear, or if they know I have to go. I especially can't with you right there next to me."

Charlie's heart broke as Nick explained his struggle. He hadn't realized just how much of a hassle using the restroom was for Nick, and he hated seeing him like this—so embarrassed, so helpless. But Charlie wasn't about to leave him to suffer in silence.

"Nick, listen to me," Charlie said, his voice calm and reassuring. "I don't want you to feel bad about this. It's okay. I'll be here with you, yeah, but i'll be supporting you through this."

If Nick wasn't so emotional and tired and full, he would have laughed. It was just, so dramatic. Even he knew it—supporting him through pissing. Something everybody did several times a day.

"Have you...been holding it all night?" Charlie asked, sure that he wasn't going to like the answer.

Nick nodded, "yes. I thought maybe Elle would get bored and call the dare off at some point, but—she didn't—and I can't hold it much longer..."

Charlie nodded, standing up immediately, "alright. Come on, let's get this over with already. I'm so sorry you've held it all this time, it must have been awful!" They quietly made their way to the restroom, making sure not to wake their friends up in the process. It would be hard enough for Nick to go with just Charlie being there, but if his friends were awake and could possibly hear him, it'd be close to impossible.

Once they made it to the toilet, Nick shuffled in front of it for a bit, shifting from foot to foot. Charlie could tell he was very nervous, and extremely desperate. He took himself out eventually, and Charlie looked away to give him some form of privacy. When he didn't hear anything after one full minute, he spoke.

"Hey," Charlie said softly, wrapping his free arm around Nicks's shoulders. His voice was gentle, a calming presence in the room. "It's okay, Nick. I'm here. Just breathe with me, alright? It's just me, baby."

Nick sniffled, his chest tight with anxiety. "I-I can't... I can't do it, Charlie. It feels too... too much."

Charlie reached for his hand, squeezing it softly. "I know. I know it's hard. But I'm right here, and we're gonna take it slow. Just trust me, okay?"

Nick nodded, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. "I just... I just need to go, but I can't."

Charlie smiled reassuringly. "It's okay to feel like this. You don't have to force it. Let's try something. Let me hold you for a bit, alright? Let me help you relax."

Without another word, Charlie his arm in front of Nick, pressing loosely on his bladder. He pulled Nick close, his warmth and steady breathing offering a source of comfort. Nick buried his face in his hands, his body tense as the pressure in his bladder intensified.

"Focus on my voice," Charlie whispered softly against his ear. "You're safe here. Just breathe with me, okay?" He continued to murmur calming words, his hands rubbing soothing circles on Nick's stomach. "I know it feels like a lot right now, but I'm here. I quite literally can't leave you" he joked.

Nick's body trembled, but Charlie didn't let go. He held Nick tighter, pressing his chest gently against his side. The warmth between them seemed to slowly ease the tightness in Nick's chest. The more Charlie spoke, the more Nick felt his muscles begin to relax.

And then, after what felt like an eternity, Nick's bladder gave in. He let out a soft, almost relieved sigh as the tension in his body began to dissolve. The overwhelming pressure slowly faded, and he felt the weight lift from his chest as the floodgates opened.

Charlie felt Nick's body relax in his arms, and he gave him a little squeeze. "There you go, Nick. You did it."

Nick didn't answer right away, his face flushed with both relief and embarrassment. But Charlie kissed the back of his head, not judging, just holding him close. He tried to make his stream lighter, to hold back at least a bit, but he just couldn't. He really couldn't.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," Charlie whispered. "You're allowed to feel however you feel. And I'll always be here to help you through it, okay?"

Nick nodded against Charlie's chest, the warmth and comfort of his embrace enough to make him feel like everything would be okay. He was safe. He was loved. He allowed himself to relax further, until his bladder was completely empty.

"Thanks, Charlie," Nick whispered, his voice shaky but full of gratitude.

"Always, Nick. Always," Charlie replied, brushing a few stray hairs from Nick's forehead as they sat there, holding each other in the quiet aftermath, "you need to wash your hands though, you pig."

Nick let out a shocked laugh, shoving his boyfriend lightly and shaking his head.