After the adrenaline wore off, Virgil's anxiety was replaced by pure humiliation. He didn't say a word, only covering his ears with headphones before turning up some loud emo music and pulling his hoodie over his face. He felt so stupid for holding it for so long, but it wasn't like he had a choice, was it? And now he was pretty sure he could feel a bladder infection coming on, which was just his luck.

Maybe he would feel a little bit better if he told his friends about it? Yeah. Yeah, that sounded good. They'd make him feel better, they always did. He pulled out his phone, deciding to be a little more confident about what had happened rather than go full on pity party.

Virgil: I peed in a bottle, bitches

Remus: Yeah, right.

Roman: That's a strange way to say you wet yourself, but k

Janus: I'm actually laughing so hard right now

Virgil: —Piss bottle jpg—

Janus: No fvUCKING WAY

Remus: O MY HOD?? U REALLY DID THAT?

Roman: Color me surprised!

Janus: that is a LOT of piss ?? Virgil??? U ok???

Virgil: No.

Remus: Spill the deetz! What happened??

Virgil: As ya'll know. I didn't go at the Museum, and we got in a traffic jam. Dad and Logan forced me to keep the bottle placed over my dick because they knew my bladder would give out anyway💀

Roman: oh so u wet yourself but like in a bottle instead

Virgil: shut up it's still progress

Janus: 💀💀💀I can't believe u actually did it i thought u'd rather explode

Virgik: it was a miracle fr

Virgil: oh yeah my dad also totally humiliated me in front of a police officer. They knocked on the window bc they were doing check ups on every1 in the traffic jam and I was in the backseat, blanket over my lap, MY WHOLE MANHOOD OUT hovered over the water bottle, and this mf told the officer I was trying to piss on a bottle but was 2 shy😭

Remus: LMAOOOOO

Janus: You should've took us with u, we're missing all the good stuff☹️

Talking to his friends really did cheer Virgil up. Actually, he felt a whole heck of a lot better after texting them. The whole situation began to seem less humiliating and more hilarious. He turned off his music and put his headphones around his neck. He listened in on the conversation Logan and Patton were having, and began to participate whole simultaneously texting his friends. He was switching between his group chat and dms with Roman.

He and Roman had be been dming each other a lot lately. Not even about anything they didn't want the others to know about, it was mostly just nonsense and sometimes they did talk about more serious things—like, since Roman was popular and had a twin, he had a lot he could vent and rant about. Virgil also had some things he could be more serious about. They were both super close with each other, and were getting even closer from just talking more. They even started to video call.

Roman even sent Virgil pictures of himself to either approve or disapprove of for his instagram. Sometimes he sent him funny photos, ones that were meant for Virgil's eyes only, and that Roman deemed to be 'ugly.' But Virgil loved every one of them. He shook himself out of his thoughts. He hated how they had been consumed with Roman lately. He looked out of his window to see if they'd made any progress down the road, only to find that they were still in a pretty heavy traffic jam, but it was letting up a tad bit.

He noticed his father bouncing in his seat, and shook his head, chuckling a little at the situation. He quickly began to type on his phone.

Virgil: MY DAD HAS TO PISS NOW JANSISBSJSNKWMAOAMAOWNWK😭😭😭😭😭😭

Janus: I can't even do this anymore. Every 2 seconds one of ya'll has to piss.

Remus: i'm just w8ing 4 it to be Logan's turn

Roman: Oh my goodness u HAVE to send us vids of Logan needing to pee it'll b so funny

Virgil: I kinda want to make him piss himself /hj

Janus: ur evil💀

Virgil: it would be funny tho

"Hey, Patton?" Logan questioned, "are you alright, dear?"

Patton knew he should probably set a good example for his son by speaking up and showing him that it was no big deal—which he intended to do. He just didn't want to admit yet, because there was no point. They didn't have anymore empty bottles, and there wasn't anything they could really do about it. He sighed, "yeah. I...I just kinda gotta pee."

"Of course you do" Logan said. But his voice wasn't annoyed, it was fond, "would you like to use a bottle?"

"Um. We don't have anymore empty ones, and we can't just pour Virgil's out the window, there are police everywhere and, well we'd probably get a ticket or something? Isn't pee like, a sanitation hazard?" Patton asked, gnawing on his thumb.

"You can't just hold it, my love" Logan began, ignoring as Virgil gagged in the backseat at the pet name, "look, how about I drink one of the unopened bottles? You can go in that."

Patton nodded, blushing, "b-but what if you have to go later?"

Logan smiled lightly at how considerate his boyfriend was, "i'll be fine, Patton there's no need to worry. You can time me and chant 'chug' if you would like."

Patton giggled, "alrighty then!" His legs were jiggling constantly now, and he tried not to hold himself, instead digging his hands into his thighs. He let out a soft sigh as Logan began to drink the water in record speed. Once he had finished, he handed the empty bottle to Patton.

"Ten seconds" Virgil muttered from the backseat.

"Okay! Pee time" Patton said, hastily unzipping himself.

"Do you want the blanket?" Virgil questioned.

"I live on the dangerous side" Patton told his son, whipping it out and aiming over his bottle. He breathed in through his nose, closed his eyes, and threw his head back as he finally released.

Logan noticed that when Patton's piss got up to halfway the bottle, his stream was still going full force and showing no sign of stopping, "uh—Patton, do you think you'll need another one?"

Patton's eyes snapped open as he looked down at his bottle, "oh—oh, shoot! Yes!" His voice became panicked as the bottle began to fill too quickly. His rapid stream had almost entirely filled the bottle.

"Patton, stop it for a minute!" Logan said quickly as he fumbled with another water bottle.

"I—I can't! I have a bladder condition, I can't just stop, once I start it's like, impossible to cut it off!" He gasped, trying to slow the stream. He used all of his strength to try and stop it as Logan chugged the second bottle, but gushes of urine kept on spurting out through his cock.

Virgil wasn't watching or anything, but he could definitely hear the panic in his father's voice, and was getting some extreme second hand anxiety from the whole situation. He was starting to think that Logan wouldn't be quick enough, and his father was going to pee all over himself.

  Thankfully, that wasn't the case. "Okay" Logan panted after finishing the second bottle. He took the full one from Patton, quickly capping it and replacing it with the empty one. Logan blushed as Patton let out a quiet moan, relaxing fully against his seat. He couldn't help but watch as Patton's bladder deflated, and he filled the second bottle half-way full before his stream began to tamper off.

Patton had to take a few breaths to recover, and Logan did as well, his face flushed. That had been extremely hot. "Thank you so much, Lo" Patton panted, capping the second bottle, zipping himself back up, and putting hand sanitizer on his hands.

"No problem" Logan said, smiling lightly, and looking at Virgil through the rear view mirror to address the elephant in the car, "see? Using a bottle is no big deal at all. Your father didn't even cover up, and he's in the front seat."

Virgil shrugged, feeling a lot better to know that he wasn't the only one who had peed in the car, "Yeah. Yeah, I uh. I guess."

Patton smiled brightly, "that's the attitude, kiddo! Nothing to be embarrassed about. Everybody pees!"

"Uh. Yeah" Virgil said, cringing as he leaned forward. His bladder was sore, and so were his kidneys. They burned and ached and everything in between. He sighed, knowing that if he wanted to avoid pissing flames for the next two weeks, he couldn't dehydrate himself. He had to flush his system out with water.

He leaned forward to grab a bottle of water and was quick to uncap it.

Patton raised a brow, "really? After all that? You know this traffic isn't letting up anytime soon, kiddo."

"I'm thirsty!" Virgil argued weakly. Just to spite his father, he began to chug the water. The sooner he peed the better, anyways.

"Virgil. I will not feel sorry for you when you're too shy to use that bottle later" Patton said, half joking.

"I'm going to be fine, dad. No need to worry about me, i'm a big boy. I can wait until we get to a gas station or something" Virgil said, knowing he was full of shit.

Virgil was almost offended when he saw that Logan and Patton shared a dry look, clearly doubting him, "wow!" He cried, "you know what? I'm on a pee strike. I'll never pee again."

"You'll never pee again?" Patton gasped in mock horror, "but Virgil! That's impossible!"

"Okay, fine. I just won't pee until we get to a rest stop" Virgil reasoned.

"Also impossible" Logan muttered, smirking at the look of surprise on his boyfriend's face, and the look of shock that overcame Virgil's features.

"Hey! Rude!" Virgil cried, "I like—I can so make it!"

Patton's heart swelled with pride and happiness as Virgil and Logan shared some light banter, bickering back and forth for a while. They were getting comfortable enough around each other to joke around! It was incredible. He couldn't be happier that the most important people in his life were getting along so well. Just last week, Virgil was horrified at the notion of going on this road trip with Logan all because he was afraid about his bathroom situation—and now, here they were, joking about his bathroom situation.

"I'll show you" Virgil muttered after finishing his water bottle. He grabbed another one and cracked it open.

"Virgil" Logan said, stopping the teasing momentarily, "you don't have to prove anything" he smirked, "We already know you won't make it."

Virgil laughed as he sipped his water, and began to choke on it, "ow, fu—I mean, fudge!" He started coughing heavily, "curse you and your jokes!"

"I was joking?" Logan mumbled, snorting as Virgil gasped in offense and Patton began to giggle from beside him.

"Dad! You're supposed to be on my side! I'm your own flesh and blood!" Virgil cried in protest.

"Okay, okay! Sorry" Patton giggled, "phew! But seriously, Virge, you don't need to drink two bottles, kiddo. That's a lot for you."

"Nope, too late. Me and Logan are having a competition now. He just had two water bottles, and now I'm having two as well" Virgil said, shrugging, keeping up the jokes as to not alert his father that he was trying to recover from a UTI.

"Son, it wouldn't be much of a competition" Patton said, "you know that just as much as I do."

Virgil sighed, "I know..."

"Yes, Virgil, there is no need to do this, for you will be desperate within thirty minutes" Logan explained.

"Okay, okay, geez guys. I really am thirsty though" Virgil said honestly, "hey, what time do you think we'll get to the next hotel anyways?" He questioned, changing the subject before his dad could get suspicious.

"Uh. About that—" Logan began.

"Uh oh" Patton sighed.

"The outlook for getting there tonight isn't looking too good. Especially with this traffic. We'd be lucky to arrive before midnight" Logan said.

"You mean unlucky? I love sleeping in the car" Virgil said.

Patton rolled his eyes, "not me. I have a bad back. Just looking at you twisted up like a pretzel with your neck bending in unnatural ways makes my body start convulsing."

"Well, you're pretty old, so i'm not really surprised" Virgil shrugged.

"Old? Old?!" Patton cried, "i'll have you know, i'm in my prime!"

"Dad, aren't you like fifty-two?" Virgil questioned plainly, biting his lip harshly to keep from laughing. He tried to play it cool as his dad whipped around.

"Fifty-two?!" Patton screeched, "Boy, I'll have you know that I am thirty four!"

"You're ancient!" Virgil cried.

"Okay. That's it, you're grounded. No more gummy bears" Patton joked.

Virgil gasped, "no gummy bears?! Dad! That is so unfair!"