A/n: Did Nick bc Ive been doing Charlie too much😭💀 decided the time frame for this one is earlier on in their relationship, just to make it more embarrassing.

Huge thanks to catscream20 for the request!!!

"Charlie, i'm serious! Go do it now!" Nick heard a voice yell from down the stairs. It was Charlie's mum, and she sounded angry. He heard footsteps pounding their way up the stairs, followed by his boyfriend's voice.

"Mom! You're so embarrassing, i'll do it, just—can you give me a second?!" He shouted down the stairs. He made his way into the bedroom, and Nick heard his loud, angry footsteps all the way up. He closed his door behind him, but Nick could tell he wanted to slam it. He looked very upset.

"What's wrong?" Nick questioned, sitting up fully against his boyfriend's bed. He expected something dramatic. He expected that he would have to leave now, even. But that hadn't been the case.

Charlie flushed, "my mom...she wants me to take a shower..."

Nick simply blinked in response, waiting for an elaboration. When he didn't get one, he was confused. That was the problem? He couldn't help the way he bursted into laughter, "are you serious? That's what all of the commotion is about?" He snorted, "that's hardly any reason to have a screaming match!"

"Nick! It isn't funny, she makes it seem like I'm a disgusting person!" He cried, "nagging me to shower while I have you over! I shower all the time! Like, a perfectly reasonable, normal amount."

"Well, you certainly smell like you don't, maybe she's right" Nick joked as Charlie gasped in offense, "go on, i'll be waiting for you to get back. This isn't worth fighting her over. Go wash your ass, babe."

Charlie laughed in shock, "okay! Oh my god!" He gathered some clothes and a towel, "i'll be back, unless I decide the shower hits a little too hard."

"Nobody ever wants to shower until they actually get in" Nick laughed, "i'm sure you'll be fine. Maybe you should stay in there for an hour to piss her off. Run up that water bill."

"Stop! Don't give me those evil ideas, she would kill me" Charlie exclaimed, kissing Nick on the cheek before leaving, "bye."

"Bye" Nick said, smiling as Charlie left and closed the door after him. He opened up his phone, deciding to scroll through instagram until his boyfriend returned.

Well. That had been the plan, anyways. It wasn't until ten minutes later that he realized he needed to pee. It wasn't anything extremely urgent, but he had been putting it off for a while in favor of lounging around with Charlie. He wasn't sure if Charlie had another bathroom downstairs or not—he was sure that he did, but he didn't want to ask one of his parents, and certainly didn't want to go snooping. He hadn't been to Charlie's house terribly too often in the past couple months they'd been dating. They usually hung around Nick's.

And yeah, typically after that long of dating and just being friends in general, you would know the basic lay out of each other's houses—but they hadn't had a typical relationship. Especially since Nick was still closeted at the moment. Not to mention the fact that any time Nick was at his boyfriend's house, he was pulled up to his room immediately. It wasn't like he had much time to say more than a quick hello to Charlie's family.

Maybe his parents were extremely overbearing. Maybe they would embarrass him. He wasn't sure, but Nick was never downstairs long enough to actually get to know either one of them. Certainly not enough to feel comfortable asking them where the bathroom was. 

He popped his headphones in, sighing as he scrolled through his phone to take his mind off of his bladder. He could wait fifteen minutes for Charlie, surely.

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With his knees pulled up to his chest, Nick let out a harsh puff of air. He really needed to use the restroom. It had been around 20 minutes now, and he wasn't sure if Charlie was going to be done anytime soon. He definitely wasn't going to piss himself. He didn't have to go bad enough to have any sort of accident. But he didn't want to wait anymore. He had to go really badly, and it was uncomfortable. His pants clung to his full bladder, and it made things worse. He really didn't want to wait any longer.

His eyes darted around the room as he looked for a solution to his problem. Going out the window? No. No, he wasn't that desperate. He couldn't expose himself like that. He didn't want to traumatize any of Charlie's neighbors. He bounced up and down for a moment, before spotting a potted plant in the corner of Charlie's room.

No. He couldn't.

...But, it wasn't a bad option. He bit his lip. He heard the shower still running across the hall, and let out a shaky breath. It was the best option he had, really.

So, he stood up off of the bed, mentally contemplating what he was about to do. The plant was rather large. It didn't really fit the vibe of the room, and he'd never known Charlie to even be able to take care of himself, let alone a plant. It did seem like his parents were refurnishing some things. Maybe Charlie's room was a place holder for it until they made a proper space.

Either way, it worked out in Nick's favor. His need was growing exponentially with every passing second. Now that the option of pissing in the plant had been burned to the back of his mind, his bladder felt like it could burst. So, he made his way over to the plant. He could do this quickly—he would be so quick, Charlie would never even have to know.

His bladder got overexcited and let out a leak before he had even positioned himself properly. He let out a quiet string of curses, before struggling with his zipper. Once his fly was down, he grabbed himself and aimed for the soil. His shoulders sagged as he sighed with relief, the sound of his piss hissing and pattering against the plant. His bladder's contents saturated the soil, making a puddle on top before it soaked deeper into the dirt.

He slouched over, moaning as his heavy spray began to trickle into a soft stream. His bladder ached softly as he finished up. He had needed that so badly.

"...Nick?" Charlie questioned from the door frame, sounding unsure if he should even comment at all.

Nick's entire body jolted as soon as he heard Charlie's voice. He jumped up from his relaxed position, his eyes wide as he pulled his pants up. He had literally been caught with his pants down. They stared wide eyed at each other for a while. Nick was beyond humiliated, but he didn't want to show that by crying like he wanted to. He felt those negative emotions bubbling up in his chest, forcing his throat to close up and his bottom lip to tremble. Charlie clearly noticed his distress and made his way across the room. He felt like laughing, because it really was a funny situation. He had just caught his boyfriend pissing in his potted plant.

But he knew he needed to comfort first and laugh later, "Nick, what was that about?" He questioned, wrapping his arms around him.

"You...you aren't mad?" Nick questioned, bringing a hand to rub the back of his neck.

Charlie shook his head, "I'm confused. And...well, to be honest, I'm trying not to laugh."

Nick seemed to relax some at that, chuckling, "I just really needed to pee, and realized it after you left to shower. I tried to hold it, but it go extremely uncomfy so I just...kinda peed in your plant? I'm actually so sorry, I wasn't thinking straight."

"I never think straight, so you're good" Charlie told him, laughing as he brought him over to his bed, "I'll point you out to the downstairs bathroom once I walk you out later. You probably didn't know where it was, right?"

Nicks shook his head, "Yeah. I didn't." He was kind of shocked that Charlie hadn't been mad at all. He just found humor in the situation, and it seemed like they were going to move on from it rather quickly.

"By the way" Charlie told him, "I'm not ever going to let you live this down. I will tell this story at our wedding" he smirked.

Or not. But that was okay. Nick found the whole thing kind of funny as well.

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