Chapter Three - Monday

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Ben woke up and saw a naked boy putting on a diaper in his room. The PS4 he had Minecraft on in the background.

'You're up early James.' Ben sat up and felt the diaper he was wearing, completely dry, for the first time since his mum died; he hadn't wet the bed. 'Baby? I have to say something; I didn't wet the bed last night. That hasn't happened in years, five of them in fact.' He smiled.

'Um, yeah, you did wet the bed last night, heaps, I woke up this morning and your diaper was leaking, I changed it for you while you were asleep. Sorry to get your hopes up.' James replied. He finished putting the fresh diaper on and was grabbing his pants when he turned around and gave Ben a hug.

'It's okay, I didn't expect anything special.'

'Hey, you don't have to answer this if you don't want to but do you mind my asking, where's your mum?'

'She died in a car accident when I was ten, that's what dad said it was anyway, I don't really like to remember anything about it, I start to faint if I do. That's when the bed-wetting started. The therapist my dad took me to said it was quite normal for it to happen but after two years it hadn't stopped, the therapist said that it was because I had some sort of suppressed emotion and that it should go away eventually, but it hasn't.' He stood up, grabbed some pants he had lying around, and put them on quickly before his dad was able to walk in.

'Hey, I'm sorry about your mum and everything. Do you wanna hug?' Ben nodded slowly. James walked over to him, still shirtless, and embraced Ben in a long hug. 'Now come on, we have to get ready for school, we've got to get there early so we can talk to the nurse okay?'

'Yeah, we should go quickly before my dad wakes up.' James nodded and put his shirt on.

'Hey, do you mind if I take a couple of your diapers? I used all mine that I had on me yesterday and we look about the same size, they should fit.'

'Yeah go ahead, take as many as you need.' They grabbed their school bags and headed into the kitchen before grabbing some food for later in the day and going to school. They walked to school holding hands, they didn't care if people knew they were gay, they loved each other and that should always be shown.

'Nurse is this way Ben, no getting out of it now baby.' James pulled Ben away from the school's library and towards the sick bay.

'I'm not a baby, you are, and this is scary, what if she laughs or something?' Ben replied pulling himself from his boyfriend.

'Yes, I am a baby, but so are you. She won't laugh, she's nice, come on.' He grabbed Ben's hand again and started pulling him back to the sick bay again. Ben finally gave up and walked with James to the sick bay. 'Nurse Rose! It's me, James.'

'Oh, James, you're here early. Do you need a change? I thought you would've done that at home.' Said a young woman walking out of an office; she had long blonde hair and green eyes.

'I'm not here for me miss, this is my friend Ben, he wanted to tell you something.' James said, pushing Ben forward.

'Umm, I'm a TBDL like James, I'm new to it all and kinda scared too.' Ben said with his head down.

'It's okay Ben, I'm Nurse Rose, give me a minute and I'll get you something.' She quickly went back into her office and came back out with a piece of paper saying "Ben has my permission to leave class temporarily –Nurse Rose" She handed the piece of paper to Ben. 'Here you go, if you ever need your diaper changed just show this to your teacher and come see me, I'll change you and you can head back to class. Okay?' Ben nodded shyly. 'Do you want a lollipop and a teddy bear?' Ben nodded again, a bit too vigorously this time. 'Here you go buddy,' She handed Ben a big lollipop and a teddy bear which had on it in wooden block letters "I went to the nurse and didn't get scared". Ben hugged it tightly and took James's hand before heading to his first class. Once the two boys got to Ben's class, James stopped him from heading inside and pulled out a phone.

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