INT. CLOTHING STORE - DAY
Zayn, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Harry are browsing through the aisles of a busy clothing store. Zayn looks visibly uncomfortable, shifting from foot to foot, his face scrunched up with frustration.
ZAYN
(grumbling)
I hate this store. I don't need any new clothes.
LIAM
(sympathetically)
Come on, Zayn. It won't take long. We're just looking for a few things.
Zayn shoots a quick glance at the public restroom sign nearby, his anxiety growing.
ZAYN
(whispering)
I really have to go, guys. Can we please leave?
LOUIS
(teasingly)
Oh, come on, Zayn. You're just being too picky about bathrooms. Don't be such a diva.
Zayn's face flushes with embarrassment, and he clutches his crotch, trying to hold back his urgent need.
ZAYN
(defensively)
It's not about being picky! Those bathrooms are dirty. I can't use them.
NIALL
(reassuringly)
Zayn, lots of people use public restrooms every day. It's not as bad as you think.
Zayn's frustration escalates, and he starts pacing back and forth.
ZAYN
(angrily)
I can't do it, okay? I don't like the smell, the germs... I just can't!
HARRY
(gently)
Zayn, we understand, but we can't leave just because of that. We'll be quick, I promise.
Zayn's desperation mounts, and he grabs himself tightly, desperately trying to hold on.
ZAYN
(desperately)
Please, guys, I can't hold it anymore. I really can't. I need to go home.
The other boys exchange concerned glances, realizing the severity of the situation.
LIAM
(softly)
Zayn, we'll be done soon. Just a little longer, alright?
Zayn's face contorts with a mix of pain and frustration, and suddenly a warm trickle runs down his leg. He freezes, mortified, and sinks onto a nearby bench, putting his head in his hands as tears stream down his face.
The boys finish their shopping and eventually search for Zayn, worried about his disappearance.
LOUIS
(searching)
Where did Zayn go? We need to leave.
They find Zayn on the bench, still crying, but his pants appear to be dry now.
LIAM
(concerned)
Zayn, what happened? Are you okay?
Zayn sniffles and tries to compose himself, wiping away his tears.
ZAYN
(voice trembling)
I-I'm fine. Just had something in my eye.
HARRY
(skeptically)
Zayn, we know something's wrong. You can talk to us.
Zayn takes a deep breath, his voice shaky as he finally opens up.
ZAYN
(whispering)
I... I had to go to the bathroom so badly, but I didn't want to use the public ones. I tried to hold it, but I couldn't. I'm sorry.
Liam, Louis, Niall, and Harry exchange glances, their expressions filled with empathy.
LIAM
(softly)
Zayn, it's okay. We're sorry for not understanding earlier. We'll make sure to find cleaner restrooms in the future.
Niall reaches out to pat Zayn's back gently, offering comfort.
NIALL
(sincerely)
We're here for you, mate. We'll figure out a solution together.
Zayn sniffles again and manages a small smile through his tears, grateful for his friends' understanding and support.
ZAYN
(whispering)
Thank you, guys. I appreciate it.
They all gather around Zayn, offering words of comfort and reassurance, reminding him that they're there for him, no matter what challenges he faces.
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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...
