INT. LIAM'S LIVING ROOM - DAY
Zayn, a 15-year-old autistic boy, sits on the couch with his 18-year-old friends, Liam, Niall, Harry, and Louis. They are engrossed in watching a football game on TV. Zayn's eyes are fixed on the screen, completely immersed in the action. Unbeknownst to his friends, Zayn's small bladder is desperately signaling for a bathroom break. He had just consumed a whopping 120 oz of water, a fact that he often forgets will affect his bladder control.
Zayn starts to squirm uncomfortably, fidgeting in his seat. He crosses and uncrosses his legs, his movements growing more agitated. He rocks back and forth, desperately trying to distract himself from the growing urgency. His hands instinctively reach down, grabbing himself discreetly, hoping to alleviate the pressure. Finally, in a last-ditch effort, he rubs his crotch into the seat, attempting to find temporary relief.
But Zayn's friends remain entirely focused on the game, their attention fixated on the television. Oblivious to Zayn's struggle, they cheer and discuss the match, their laughter filling the room. Zayn knows he needs to go to the bathroom, but he doesn't want to miss a single moment of the game, his passion for football overriding his bodily needs.
Suddenly, Zayn can't bear it any longer. With a sense of defeat, he stands up abruptly, his eyes widened in panic. The floodgates open, and he unintentionally wets his pants. His face flushes with embarrassment, but he quickly covers the accident by clutching a nearby blanket and draping it over himself, hoping to conceal the evidence.
The boys finally tear their gazes away from the TV when they hear Zayn's shuffling footsteps. They turn to face him, their expressions shifting from amusement to concern and empathy. As they get up to head to the dining area for dinner, they notice the large stain on Zayn's light grey sweatpants and the pool of liquid on the floor.
LIAM
(teasingly)
Hey, Zayn, did you spill your drink or something?
NIALL
(grinning)
Looks like Zayn had a little accident!
HARRY
(laughing)
Seems like someone couldn't hold it anymore!
The teasing words hang in the air for a moment, but then the boys notice Zayn's downcast eyes, his shoulders slumped with shame. They quickly realize their mistake, their laughter fading away.
LOUIS
(softly)
Hey, Zayn, are you alright?
LIAM
(concerned)
Zayn, did something happen? Are you hurt?
Zayn, unable to meet their gaze, mumbles an embarrassed response.
ZAYN
(whispering)
I... I couldn't hold it. I'm really sorry.
HARRY
(sincerely)
Hey, it's okay, mate. Accidents happen. We're sorry for teasing you.
NIALL
(nods)
Yeah, we didn't realize you were feeling so uncomfortable. We should've paid more attention.
LOUIS
(offering support)
Don't worry, Zayn. We're here for you. Let's get you cleaned up, and then we can all have dinner together.
The boys gather around Zayn, offering their support and understanding. They guide him towards the bathroom, leaving behind the remnants of the accident on the living room floor. In that moment, their friendship deepens, as they learn to be more attentive and compassionate towards one another.
FADE OUT.
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FanfictionOmorashi, Sickfics, Hurtfics, maybe some others if you request. I don't really do age play and regression stuff. Mostly Niall and Harry Centrics. Some Zayn, Liam, and maybe a few others. I'll try to take requests. (Also, not all are really mature bu...
