Warnings : Patton is like "you can wait" but Roman is like "I can not wait" so he goes PISSIWOSISJSISHS in his pants.

Roman got in through the door after his morning jog, "I'm home!~"
"Welcome back kiddo, come here for me-"

Roman, despite really needing to go psospsosos went over, he could hold it for a few minutes.

"I need your help with cooking."
"Oh uh, Patton I need to go-"
Patton didn't seem to understand, "Come on, please." He gave Roman a mixing bowl, Romans face going pale with fear as he felt himself leak in the slightest, luckily it only soaked into his boxers.

Roman nodded, starting to quickly stir, "Patton, I really do need to go-"
"It can wait- can't it?"

"N-No-" Romans face flushed red, his boxers starting to soak in urine as he couldn't hold it anymore. He stood there holding his bowl, piss dripping and trickling out of his shorts and onto the floor. His embarassment turned to arousal, but he hid it by shamefully holding the bowl there.

Patton stood in front of him in shock, "I'm so sorry, darling." He went over, kissing his forehead and taking the bowl. "Why don't you go take care of yourself and I'll clean up?"

Roman nodded and went to go change his pissy pants.

(Spooky Cumshot Count : 200+.)