A/n: can you tell im obsessed w Virgil

Also ik yall probably just wanna read a normal pissfic. I, however, like plot. Istg all of these pissfics could be part of a whole ass story☠️

Anyways TW for ED mentions and Sh mentions bc im making Virgil the ultimate emo/j

In Virgil's opinion, being punished to his room was totally unfair. He hadn't been grounded in this way since he was a child. Sure, he usually stayed holed up in his room anyways, but now that his mother was forcing him to stay there, he didn't want to anymore. He had literally just gotten home, and was planning to come inside and run to the bathroom for the longest piss of his life. He never really went at school, too anxious to raise his hand during class and ask to go, so he usually tried to hold out until he got home, and at that point, he would be bursting.

But his mother had apparently decided that the second he walked through the door was the perfect time to yell at him about his grades slipping. He thought that getting one C on a chemistry test wasn't the end of the world, especially since it hadn't even brought his average down below an A, but apparently he had given her too much 'attitude' so she punished him to his room to study.

"You aren't to leave your room until dinner time" she said. What a load of bullshit. As if he was actually going to study his chemistry notes at all, let alone for two hours straight. He had tried to reason with her, (in her eyes, that was the same thing as arguing) but once she started raising her voice, he cried out 'fine!' Before running up to his room and slamming the door. Probably not his best choice.

He would have pissed if she hadn't followed him, running up the stairs, shouting "straight to your room mister! No detours!"

Stupid anxiety. His mom knew how he got, so she probably wouldn't have minded, but he had pushed her too far, and he didn't want to deal with the embarrassment of asking his mom for a fucking bathroom break of all things, especially when there was a high chance she would say no because he had already given her too much lip.

 
He took his phone out and sighed. He had to pee so badly. He was going to give it five minutes for her to cool down, and then he was going to text and ask if he could leave his room to pee. He didn't want to actually get grounded because he couldn't stay in his room for two hours.

Once the allotted time had passed, he began gnawing on his thumb, his anxiety only worsening as he typed out a message to his mother.

Virgil: Mom.

Mama: Virgil don't start pestering me or I will take your phone.

Virgil: i'll tell dad on u

Mama: i'll flash him my titties and he'll agree with me.

Virgil: OH MY GOD. EW.

Mama: 🥰🥰🥰

Virgil: omg moving on from that, can I please leave my room to go pee??

Mama: Im not falling 4 that. nice try, kiddo. Now don't text me again, i'm busy. Start studying. Bye

Virgil: mom i'm being for real rn. I have to pee really bad.

Mama: boy I know your tricks. Stop texting me.

Virgil: mom i swear to god.

Virgil saw that his message didn't go through, so he read the pop up. You have been blocked.

"That bitch" Virgil muttered to himself, taking screenshots of the chat to send to his friends, which of course resulted in countless 'LMAOO YOUR OWN MOM BLOCKED YOU' messages.

He saw that he had a group FaceTime call, so he picked up. Janus, Remus and Roman answered, all immediately interrogating him. Their voices overlapped, their screens froze, and they started lagging.

"Oh my God, one at a time! You're all lagging out!" Virgil cried over them. Once the feed went back to normal, Remus was the first to speak.

"So, what's going on over there? Also, your mom is so fucking funny, dude. She's the reason I'm bi and not gay, I swear" he joked.

"First of all: ew. Second of all, I got grounded to my room for that C on the chemistry test" Virgil told them, "and also for arguing with her about being punished to my room."

"Dude, I would love a punishment from your mom" Remus smirked.

"REMUS!" Virgil shouted as his other friends began laughing. He shook his head, "dude!"

"Did you tell her that your C was the highest grade in the class on that test? And that the second highest was twenty points below your score?" Janus questioned.

He hadn't. That test really had been hard, but he had studied for it. Made color-coded flash cards and everything, "No...I didn't get the chance, she was on my case as soon as I walked through the front door, I swear to God! And I have to piss so bad, you guys know I don't go at school, but she doesn't believe me!"

"How will she know if you go, though? You could be quick about it, she sounds busy anyways" Janus said.

"You know these floor boards creek like a fat bitch running to the apple pie on thanksgiving day" Virgil said, smirking to himself as his friends exploded into laughter.

"That is so foul!" Roman cried, snorting.

Virgil laughed, "I know. Also it's me. I'm fat bitches."

"Bullshit, you know you haven't eaten in like three days" Janus deadpanned.

"Okay, okay, Christ. You got me, i'm not following my therapist's meal plans, sue me. Anyways, the floorboards aren't the only issue. My stupid brain and stupid anxiety probably wouldn't even let me go. I can't even pee in public without being worried someone will hear, i'll definitely start panicking in my dead silent house that my mom somehow knows" Virgil explained. He set his phone up on his desk so that his friends could watch as he paced around the room.

"Okay, first of all: you are mentally ill" Roman said.

Virgil snorted, "tell me something I don't know."

"And secondly, we are not just going to skip over the fact that you've been skipping your carefully crafted meal times. I know your safe foods are on there, Virgil. You won't get better if you aren't trying" Roman told him seriously.

"I am trying" Virgil told him, "it's just...harder this week. He added a whole one hundred calories, every day. That scared me, so I just had a small relapse. I promise i'll eat today. My mom is actually home and cooking, so I kind of have to."

"One hundred calories is literally nothing" Janus said sadly, "I know it feels like a lot to you. But...it's really not. I know you can do this, Virgil. Please keep trying."

Virgil suddenly felt guilty. He knew in the back of his mind, every time he skipped a meal he was disappointing everyone, whether they knew about it or not. But he just couldn't help himself, "Okay. We can talk more about this later if you want, Jesus, something's telling me you guys only called to stage an intervention."

"And what if we did?" Remus asked, though he was clearly joking.

"None of you are smart enough. But you did get me to confess in a smooth way, so if you did plan that out, props to you" Virgil joked.

"It was obvious. Also, Patton told us that when you were 'eating' in the library you never even touched your lunchbox" Roman said.

"That fucking tattle-tale" Virgil muttered, "ugh, I can't even think about eating right now, I just have to pee so bad" he groaned.

"Please piss yourself on camera, that would be so sexy" Remus said immediately.

"I'm not going to piss myself! Sometimes I wonder if you want me or my mom more" Virgil said.

"It's actually even right now. Maybe if you would stick to your meal plans i'd like you more" Remus shrugged.

"Okay, wow. So you wouldn't date someone with anorexia? Are mentally ill bitches too exhausting?" Virgil questioned.

"Yes" all three of his friends said in unison. Before they all dissolved into giggles.

"I might as well study" Virgil sighed, rolling his eyes as his friends all groaned and called him a buzz-kill, "we can stay on call, i'm not taking this session too seriously. And i'm sure as hell not studying Chemistry, I studied so much last week my brain still hurts, i'm going to do algebra."

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"Virgil, you keep whimpering and it's not manly. It's actually quite pathetic" Roman told him, "you're also fidgeting around, like, a lot."

Virgil scoffed, "I have to pee, jackass."

"How long have you been holding it for anyways?" Janus questioned, "did you not go during lunch today?"

"I haven't been to the bathroom since...probably when I woke up at 6am" Virgil told them, "I usually take at least four anxiety pees before I leave the house, but I was sooo tired this morning, I literally rolled out of bed, peed, got dressed and left."

"Virgil! It's almost been twelve hours since you last went! You really should just leave your room and go pee, i'm sure your mom doesn't actually care. She probably just wants to see how long you'll stay out of her hair for" Remus told him, "I honestly had no idea you could hold it this long."

Rolling his eyes, Virgil stuck up the bird, "Okay, wow. No faith in me. I've been doing this since elementary school, i'm practically a pro at it."

"Being a pro at destroying your bladder isn't a flex" Roman deadpanned, "I've literally watched you piss yourself just by sneezing and coughing."

"Okay, you don't have proof though" Virgil shrugged, tapping his foot repeatedly, before bringing his knees up to his chest, "I have to go so bad."

"Virgil, your mom is probably the chillest person I know, think about it: what could she possibly do if she found out you left your room to take care of a basic human need?" Janus questioned.

He bit his lip, shrugging, "I just don't want to make her upset. I'm already a disappointment to her enough as it is. I already cause her so much stress. I should have gone during lunch today, I had plenty of time, considering the fact that I didn't eat. But Logan and Patton were with me, and I never felt like I had a good enough time to excuse myself. And—God, I had two coffees this morning, and when Patton found that out, he made me chug a water. I just—can't believe that I let this happen."

"Wow. Maybe you need to go back to the psych ward. I have never met anyone as mentally ill as you, aside from Remus" Roman joked, if anything to help ease Virgil's anxiety.

"Impulse control issues have been going strong ever since I was a baby. Good thing my mom didn't breast feed, I would have 100% bit her nipple off" Remus smirked.

Virgil laughed, "Dude! Stop, I literally piss myself laughing normally, imagine what laughing would do to me in this state. It literally hurts."

"Well, at least you never actually full on pissed yourself those times" Janus teased.

"I'm literally not going to have a full on accident. Maybe, just maybe a few leaks. But i'll be fine" Virgil said, knowing that he was lying through his teeth. He was not going to last much longer. Both of his hands were buried in his crotch, his studying books now abandoned on his desk. He had to pee so bad that he couldn't even read over his notes. He couldn't focus anymore, "actually...i'm starting to be grateful my floors aren't carpet."

"I swear to God, Virgil. If you piss your pants because you're too scared to use the toilet in your own home I'm going to laugh before I comfort you" Roman told him, dead serious.

"I'm not afraid to use the toilet!" He cried defensively, "i'm just...overthinking. My mom made it very clear that she wants me to stay up here and study, so I have to do that, okay?"

Janus sighed, "Virgil, I know you think you're a disappointment, but you really aren't. Like, despite your mental health, you've managed to keep your grades, test scores and GPA so high that Logan is jealous of you. You have a social life. You get out of the house. And yeah, even though your mental health was really bad the past couple of years, you've gotten better. You've barely had any relapses, you go to all your therapy sessions, and you mostly stick to your meal plans. I'm proud of you, Virgil. And if your mom isn't, if she really can't see how much effort you're putting in, then she's stupid."

Okay. Wow. Virgil had definitely not expected that, "Janus..." he said, his voice cracking, "thank you. I wish I could hug you right now. And I 100% would be crying if I didn't have to pee so bad."

"Aw, that was so sweet!" Roman cooed, "Janny cares so much about his precious little Virgil."

"Yeah, it's so sweet~" Remus cooed.

Virgil wasn't really able to continue paying attention to the bickering after that point. He could feel his bladder slowly start to give out, as he was steadily wetting himself, "Fuck" he muttered, leaning forward and hissing. His friends noticed his posture change, so they all quieted down to look at him.

"I'm...i'm going to the bathroom" he blurted, and that was the only explanation that his friends were given before he stood up so fast his chair squeaked against the tiles, and dashed out of frame.

He opened his bedroom door, only to see that his mother was now walking up the stairs and into the hallway, a vacuum cleaner in her hands. His anxiety spiked as they made eye contact, and he slammed his bedroom door shut and locked it, before running back into the frame of the camera, "It's over. It's over guys. I'm freaking the fuck out" he whispered, panic lacing his voice. He heard his mother call out his name, but she didn't sound angry that she had seen him, she sounded worried.

"It's okay, Virgil" Remus said, "you did your best, and i'm proud of you for trying."

They were easily able to guess what had happened, "You're only hurting yourself more, when you stood up I saw the front of your pants were wet. We won't judge you, dude." Janus said.

  Roman agreed, and Virgil let out a shaky sigh, his bladder finally giving out, "I'm. I'm wetting myself" Virgil whimpered, laughing quietly, "I'm so fucking stupid. I can't believe this."

He heard his mother knocking on his door, trying to turn the handle, "Virgil! Open the door, are you okay? You didn't look too good!"

He didn't respond, "I'm gonna hang up, guys"
He told them, tears streaming down his face. There was a pool of urine pooling around his ass. His stream picked up more force, and soon enough his sweatpants were soaked down to his knees.

"Will you be safe by yourself?" Janus asked seriously.

Virgil let out a loud sob, "I don't know. I really hate myself right now. M-my mom uh. I just heard her run away from the door, I don't k-know what she's up to" he balled a fist over his eyes, "i'm not gonna do anything, I promise. I'm just gonna. Gonna shower. Gonna clean up. Ok..." he let out a shaky sigh, "bye guys."

They all said their goodbyes as well and hung up. Virgil threw his phone onto his bed, completely relaxing into the feeling of letting out twelve hours of pent up urine. The puddle growing around him glistened against the floor, and he had to admit that it felt so good.

His eyes were red and puffy as he cried, letting out quiet sobs and hiccups. He heard his doorknob jiggle, and felt himself begin to properly panic as he realized his mother had a key. She burst into the room, calling out his name, and once she saw the state of him—soaking wet, and clearly having a panic attack—she felt herself feeling extremely guilty.

"Oh, baby" she whispered.

Virgil thought that her calling him a baby right now was a dick move, but he wasn't breathing enough to comment on it, so decided he'd let it slide, "I'm s-sorry, i'm so sorry, i'm so pathetic, and I don't know how you deal with me!" He cried, "I'm s-so useless, I-I-I—wish I was normal!"

His mother dropped down to her knees next to him, careful to avoid the puddle as she placed a hand on his shoulder, "oh, Virgil. No, no, i'm sorry. I should have believed you when you said you had to go. Your teacher actually contacted me through email a few minutes ago. He said he was very impressed by your C, considering the second highest grade was a point away from an F. I know I overreacted" she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "I mean, I made...far worse grades than you did when I was in school. I was just worried that your grades were slipping because of your...your.."

"Mental health" he finished bitterly, sniffling.

She bit her lip, tears filling her eyes, "I...know, that's selfish of me to assume. You've been doing so much better lately, I just—was worried you were slipping up again. I never wanted you to feel like you did...the past couple of years. Not ever again. And, punishing you for that, it's wrong. I realize now. It's just hard for me too, honey. To know that my child..." she wiped her tears away, "well, anyway. I guess that test really was just designed to be failed, huh?"

He smiled a little bit, before his lips began to quiver. His next words were hard to get out. He took a few seconds of opening and closing his mouth before he got the courage to say them, but he was afraid if he didn't tell her now, he never would, "mom, I am slipping up again." He looked up at her through glistening eyes, "I...haven't eaten anything in three days. I'm getting more anxious. I haven't peed today since I woke up, because I'm too afraid to ask to use the bathroom at school. I think I...I need to see Freddy sooner than I'm scheduled."

His mother tried her hardest not to let any tears fall as he confessed that his mental health was getting bad again, "thank you for telling me. I'm glad you're admitting you need help. I'll schedule you to see Dr. F sooner. I'm so sorry, Virgil. I had no idea..."

Virgil nodded, "thanks, mom. I uh. I need to shower. And clean up."

"I'll clean up here and take care of your clothes" she told him, "And, I know you hate when I ask, but I have to. Do you have anything sharp in the bathroom right now?"

Virgil bit his lip harshly, before slowly nodding, "I, I haven't relapsed in that territory in a long time. I have had urges, and thought about it but I swear I talk to Freddy about it, and he helps me. I'm basically winning therapy."

She smiled a little bit, "okay. I trust you, but right now you seem very emotional, and very upset so i'm going to have you keep the door unlocked, okay? And i'm taking your razors for now. Have fun with hairy armpits."

He groaned, "mom, noooo!" He whined.

"Just a precaution!" She sung, "Your therapist said these are necessary measures, given your history."

He rolled his eyes, "okay. Whatever."

"Just for that attitude, i'm keeping you blocked" she joked.

"Fine by me. One more way to eliminate your nagging—OW!" He exclaimed as she flicked him with a towel, "so I can't hurt myself, but you can hurt me?! No fair!"

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