A/n: For JustATransNerd thank you!

Also I think i'm stupid, I had no idea what trans masculine meant I had to go to google so I saw that it "describes people assigned female at birth (AFAB) whose gender identity is partially or fully masculine or aligns with masculinity" so I hope this is right.

So since the prompt implies that everyone thinks Virgil has male parts, I'm assuming that Virgil is like, anfully masculine/trans male(?)

: D I wrote this with a pounding migraine because I was bored, Enjoy

Road trips probably had to be Virgil's least favorite thing in the world. They were just so dull, and nerve wracking.
Being in a enclosed space was bad enough, but being in an enclosed space with other people?

So when his friends suggested the idea of going on one, he tried to shut that train of thought down.

But no, Patton may as well have said "choo choo motherfucker" because there Virgil was, weeks later, in the back of the car listening to Roman and Logan bicker back and forth over who's  going to get to drive, and Virgil wasn't too happy about the whole situation, especially since he was trans. He wouldn't be able to escape the awkwardness if they found out.

"Okay, enough!" Patton called over the argument, "Roman, you drive for an hour and then Logan can drive for an hour. Deal?"

Both of them glared at each other. Roman pouted, "but I want to drive!"

"Why?!" Patton asked, exasperated.

"Because, Logan is so obsessed with staying on schedule, that he never stops the car for anyone!" Roman exclaimed.

"There's no reason to stop the car as often as you do! We schedule these stops for a reason, you shouldn't have to pee, or get snacks every single hour" Logan argued.

"I swear on every single one of my Tim Burton posters, if you three don't get in this car right now, then i'm driving, and if I drive, i'm going to swerve into a ditch and kill us all" Virgil groaned, throwing his head back against his seat.

That certainly shut everyone up, and they all filed into the car quickly without another word. It's not like they were afraid of Virgil driving into a ditch—no, he was a coward, he would never do that—but every time Virgil drove, they all got second hand anxiety. Virgil was horrible at making those split second decisions, at merging into other lanes, and always got stressed over the constant stop and go traffic.

The car began to move eventually, Roman in the driver's seat, "okay, let's get breakfast somewhere. Do rock paper scissors or something to decide."

It was decided that they would go to McDonald's, so Roman began to drive in that direction.

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As Virgil blinked awake, he knew that downing two coffee's and drinking that large orange juice would come back to bite him in the ass later, but that orange juice was good, damn it, and he needed his coffee to function.

They were four hours into the drive, and now Logan was the one driving. So that was fantastic, he may as well not even tell anyone. But as much as Logan liked to say he wanted to be on schedule, every one of them knew that if anyone had to use the bathroom, he would stop for them.

Virgil sighed, "hey, Lo?" He asked.

Logan hummed in response.

"Do you think we could stop somewhere, like, soon? I have to pee" he said, "really bad" he cringed.

"We just used a rest stop, Virgil, less than an hour ago" Logan told him.

"Virgil didn't go, remember? He was sleeping and you told us not to wake him up" Roman deadpanned.

"Oh" Logan said nervously, "right...well, uh, that was the last rest stop for quite a long time. I'm sorry, Virgil."

Virgil narrowed his eyes, "why the hell would you not wake me up if you knew it was the last one?"

Logan shrugged, clearly looking guilty, "I mean—you looked pretty peaceful, and—"

"Patton tried to wake you up anyways but you almost uppercutted him in the face" Roman told him.

"I what? Patton, are you okay?!" Virgil asked, eyes shooting open wide.

"Yes, yes i'm fine!" Patton giggled, "you almost punched me, you didn't actually!"

Virgil sighed, looking out the window, "I uh, can hold it I guess."

Logan frowned, "You seem to have to go really badly...I have a bottle up here you can use, if you'd like."

Virgil cringed, knowing he hadn't gotten his bottom surgery. It would be really awkward if he tried to use a bottle, he would make a huge mess. Plus, he didn't really want to out himself to his friends yet, "no, uh, i'm good."

That certainly raised some concern, Virgil realized. His friends knew that he wasn't particularly bladder shy, so they immediately began to sus him out.

"Are you sure...? It looks like you can't really sit still" Patton said, "come on, just try, please? I hate to see you in pain."

"Yeah, Virge, we won't judge you if you use the bottle, it's okay" Roman told him.

Logan nodded along, "please just use it, really, holding it at this point is illogical, you haven't been in over four hours, and the next rest stop is probably over forty minutes away."

Virgil was quickly getting overwhelmed with all of the car's attention bow on him, "oh, um...um, no I'll be fine" he muttered.

"Logan could try to pull over, you could hose down a tree if you want" Roman told him.

Patton frowned, "we're making him anxious, let's just stop talking about it."

"I don't think I could pull over if I tried, traffic is quite busy right now" Logan told him, "Patton, hand Virgil the bottle I think he'll have to use it."

"I can't!" Virgil finally exclaimed.

"Sure you can—"

"No, guys, seriously, I can't use the bottle" Virgil told them, "i'm trans masc, I—I wouldn't be able to, trust me."

The car was silent for a little bit, everyone trying to process what was just said. Virgil wished he had never opened his mouth.

"Oh—i'm sorry" Roman frowned, "we didn't know."

Virgil snorted, "obviously, I never told you" he breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't seem judgmental, they were just a little shocked.

"Oh my—Virgil, how did you hide this from us for so long? Not only that, how could you hide this for so long? Virgil, we would never judge you for something like this!" Roman cried.

"I—dude, coming out is stressful, I was worried" Virgil laughed.

"Um, all of us are literally part of the LGBT community what are you even saying right now?" Logan asked.

Virgil smirked, "okay, okay—you guys can like, be supportive and ask questions or whatever later, I have to pee sooooo bad!"

"Oh—oh, shit, right I forgot, sorry" Logan said quickly, typing into the gps, "if I pull of the highway right here, there's a rest stop five minutes away."

"I thought you said there weren't any rest stops for like, another hour?" Patton questioned.

"I meant not any in our path. I have to pull off of the highway to get to this one" Logan explained.

"I literally don't care how we get there, just do it, I am going to piss myself" Virgil said.

That statement may have made Logan push the speed limit by a couple miles, but he felt that it was very justified. If Virgil was admitting that he was going to piss himself, he wasn't being dramatic, he probably really was.

"Okay, we'll be there in five" Logan said as he took the exit.

Virgil nodded, crossing his legs tightly. He whimpered, pressing his hands hard against his vagina to keep himself from making a mess of the car, but he could quickly feel his underwear becoming concerningly damp. He shut his eyes tightly and gasped when his underwear became too soaked to hold anymore liquid, and a dark stain began to grow slowly on the front of his jeans.

He ripped his hands away from his legs as he felt his fingers growing wet, "fuck. I'm going to piss myself" he said very seriously.

Patton didn't even Chastise Virgil for his language, only urging Logan to hurry up as Roman rubbed Virgil's back comfortingly, "just hold on" he muttered, even though at that point, they both knew Virgil was as good as gone.

"Okay, just another minute" Logan said, his voice high with nerves as if he was the one about to wet his pants.

Virgil just let out a puff of air in response, the wetness seeping through his jeans at a rapid rate. They pulled up to the gas station, and Logan was quick to get in a parking spot.

Virgil didn't make any move to get out, so Logan turned back to see Virgil had a dark, wet patch growing on his jeans. The puddle grew, pooling under his ass and soaking into the seat.

Virgil yelled out a curse, and fumbled with his seatbelt, practically flying out of the car before he could ruin it too bad. Roman probably would've laughed if he didn't feel so bad.

Virgil finished wetting himself crouched next to the car, pressing his hands tightly over his eyes to keep the tears from falling.

He heard the car door open, and quick footsteps rushing his way, "Virgil" he heard Patton's soft voice.

He felt three pairs of hands on his back  and hushed voices trying to soothe him. He tried to focus on how kind they were being to him rather than how humiliated he felt as his stream slowed and stopped, but his saturated jeans kept dripping urine into the puddle below him.

"I—I'm so sorry" Virgil said, taking deep, even breaths to calm the tightness in his chest. His binder probably wasn't doing him any favors, "I didn't—didn't mean to make a mess in the car, I tried to get out as soon as I felt it, and—"

"Hey, look on the bright side!" Patton chirped, "this gas station doubles as a car wash! And you finished in the parking lot! Everything's fine."

"Yeah" Roman said, "the gas station has outside bathrooms, i'll go and ask for the key, you get some new clothes ready, alright?"

Virgil nodded, and Logan took his hand to help him up. Virgil cringed as the piss cooled against him, and waddled to the trunk to open it up and grab some clothes.

He also grabbed a plastic bag for his wet clothes, and rushed off to the bathroom as soon as Roman returned with the key.

He wiped his eyes as he slammed himself into a stall, stripping his body of his shame and wiping himself down with some toilet paper. Once that was finished, he put on some comfy sweatpants, and prepared to walk back out to the car. He was sure people had seen him walk to the bathroom covered with his own piss, but he tried not to think too much about that.

By the time he got back to the car, it was clean and everybody was already sat down and ready to go.

Virgil thought the silence was much more uncomfortable than if they would have talked to him about it. Logan began to drive wordlessly, and so Virgil just bit his lip and stared out of the window, resting his chin on his fist.

"So..." Patton broke the silence, "what a day."

Virgil snorted, "yeah."

Everybody took his laugh as a sign that he wasn't feeling to bad, so Roman smiled as well, "You pissed yourself and came out to us all in the same five minutes, that was a lot of vulnerability for someone who doesn't even like to tell people what his favorite color is."

Virgil scoffed and flipped Roman off, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, he's been vulnerable before" Logan teased, "There was that one time he cried because a mosquito flew up his nose."

"Okay, wow i'm getting attacked from all angles today!" Virgil cried.

A/n: Fun fact; I've peed in bottles in the car before and didn't make messes cuz I got that 100% aim game, yo 😎😎😎

Okay that was extremely cringe, i'm so sorry

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