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Sometimes it seemed like Hajime was more concerned his girlfriend’s needs than she was about her own. Chiaki often stayed up late to play video games even when she was tired, and she didn’t drink as much water as she probably needed. Hajime wanted to help her improve these things because he wanted her to be healthy.
This day was no exception to this concern. When Chiaki woke up, she immediately told Hajime she didn’t feel well. Her head, muscles and throat ached, she felt congested, and her whole body was overcome with chills. Upon hearing Chiaki’s symptoms, Hajime went and got her a thermometer, a small bottle with some over the counter medication, and a plastic bottle of water.
He took her temperature to find out she indeed had a fever. He advised her to take the medicine he retrieved since it could help her feel at least a little better and maybe bring down her fever a bit.
Chiaki put the pill in her mouth and used the water she was given to help her get it down better. She successfully swallowed the medicine, but Hajime wanted to make sure she was nice and hydrated this particular day, so he advised her to drink more than she already had. Chiaki wanted to please Hajime and ease his concern, as well as potentially make herself feel better, so she ended up drinking the whole bottle. She had drank it down at in a relatively short amount of time.
At the moment, the mauve haired girl was laying on the couch in the living room with her eyes glued to the screen of her Game Girl Advance, her hands gripping the lavender sides. She was covered and snuggled up in a comfy, thick blanket, making her chills less severe.
Despite taking care of her hydration need, she didn’t bother to take care of the fact that she was currently fatigued. It might’ve been good for her to get some rest, but she couldn’t fall asleep while her body was in a sick state like this. One of her favorite video games currently playing on the screen in front of her distracted her just fine. After all, gaming was her favorite thing to do.
Though, Chiaki shortly started to feel another ache in her body. The water Hajime had given her to help her stay hydrated through her sickness had started traveling south. It wasn’t very common for her to feel her bladder fill up at this quick of a measure. She couldn’t tell if it was because she was sick or because she wasn’t used to having that much water in a short amount of time. Maybe both.
Either way, she didn’t want to get up. She wasn’t even sure if she could get up in a state like this. Besides, she was so focused on the current level in the game she was playing. It helped distract her from the sick feeling she had, surely it could help take her mind off the need in her bladder for a while.
But her hopes started to dwindle as ten minutes of staring at her screen passed and she felt an even deeper panging in her lower abdomen. The need refused to subside, it just stayed there at an even stronger sense of urgency as before.
Chiaki crossed one leg over the other and pressed it down to try and ease the pressure down below. It wasn’t urgent, at least not yet, but she did have to go quite a bit. Was she really not used to being hydrated?
But no matter how much worse the twinge in her bladder started to feel, she just couldn’t bring herself to get up. Her fatigue made it too difficult. she was too cold to leave her blanket, and she was too engrossed in her favorite activity.
She spent the next hour or so crossing and uncrossing her legs every few minutes, and it eventually it got to the point where she involuntarily started to wriggle her legs around more agressively with every minute that passed. It became harder and harder to distract herself from the brimming need inside her bladder, but she wouldn’t get up as if she was glued to the couch.
Chiaki had previously been in situations where she wouldn’t put her video game down until she was absolutely bursting and on the verge of an accident, but it usually took a while for her to get to that point. But this day, her need had increased tenfold the fastest it ever had, and her body was weak on top of that. Her putting off her need had come to bite her in the form of pressure that got worse every minute that passed by.
Her thighs pressed against one another firmly as she still kept her eyes on the screen of her video game. She was squirming nonstop, her legs wouldn’t stay still, she had to pee so bad at this point but she was too fatigued and freezing to get up and she didn’t want to put her console down.
But then, she felt it. A spurt of urine escaped her body causing her to squeeze her thighs against one another harder like a reflex, starting to turn red at the force of which she pressed them together. The jet of warmth which escaped her felt good for a split second, but then it returned to the same aching as before. Her bladder was so full, like every single drop of water from earlier finished catching its way up to her swollen organ.
She really had to go, it felt like she was going to burst. She decided she had to finish this level and get up to go to the bathroom, no matter how tired or cold she felt.
Another leak sprung free as Chiaki stubbornly continued to play her video game, she just needed a few more minutes to complete the level she was on.
Another wave of desperation hit the mauve haired girl, and she knew it would be the last wave of pressure before she would start to completely wet herself. Oh, who was she kidding, she had to pause the game. It was either go now or wet herself all over the couch.
Chiaki hit the pause button on her screen, put her console on the table near her, and removed her blanket from her body. She immediately stood up, but she knew she did it way too fast since it caused the sharpest pressure she had ever felt to shoot through her lower abdomen. She immediately doubled over, holding onto herself for dear life. She steadied herself to where she thought she could walk again, but she could only take a few more steps forward before her knees collided with the floor beneath her.
Having a weakened body before becoming desperate to pee certainly didn’t help her case…
Meanwhile, Hajime was in the kitchen but stopped what he was doing when he heard a crash coming from the living room. He instantly went to investigate it.
When he made it to the living room he caught onto Chiaki’s kneeling position. He was able to connect the dots that she probably tried to go somewhere and then fell on the floor.
Hajime held his hand out for Chiaki so he could help her up. He didn’t unlock his fingers from hers even after she had stood up and steadied herself.
“Where were you trying to go?” Hajime asked. “Do you want me to help you there? Not that you’re incapable or anything, I’m just offer-“
“I never took it the wrong way if that’s what you’re thinking. In fact, I’d appreciate that.” Chiaki reassured. “But aren’t you worried you’ll get sick too from being so close to me?”
“Don’t worry about me.” Hajime reassured as he gripped Chiaki’s hand a bit tighter. Where were you trying to go?”
“Bathroom…” Chiaki answered sheepishly.
Hajime started carefully leading the way, and Chiaki felt more secure with her hand interlocked with her boyfriend’s. Though her bladder sharply jostled with each step to where it was painful to walk.
Chiaki leaked one last time before she realized her control was slipping and she knew she was seconds away from wetting herself. More jets of urine started to seep through her sweatpants, but this time it couldn’t be stopped. She stopped in her tracks in the hallway as she realized she was now letting out a full on stream that wasn’t going to end anytime soon. There was no point in continuing her walk to the bathroom anymore, the floodgates had already opened.
“I’m sorry… it looks I can’t hold it anymore.” Chiaki apologized as she removed her hand from Hajime’s.
Her face started to heat up and turn a light shade of red as she darted her pink irises away from Hajime. A wet patch visibly started to form all around her light gray sweatpants and turned them a different shade as the liquid traveled down her legs. At a certain point, it started to form a puddle underneath her, loudly hissing and pattering onto the hardwood floor.
Hajime just stood there looking more stunned than Chiaki herself was. He didn’t imagine that she had to go so bad that she would have an accident only around a minute after she had made her need known. Was this another thing that had to be added to the list of needs Chiaki had to be more attentive to?
Oh, never mind that for now. She was probably embarrassed that this was happening. He hoped she didn’t feel too ashamed about this…
Chiaki started to feel her knees weaken again as the torrent gushed out of her. Upon instinct, she averted her eyes back to Hajime and held onto his arm so she wouldn’t fall again.
It took her a moment to register that she was sick and clutching onto her boyfriend while wetting herself. That… certainly wasn’t something that happened everyday.
She was pretty comfortable with Hajime, especially since she had been living with him for a while. But he had never witnessed her doing something like this before.
Chiaki closed her eyes and tried to tune out her thoughts and the world around her. She just focused on the sensation of her bladder emptying itself and the pressure becoming smaller and smaller. It left her in a daze as she sighed to herself in relief.
The stream became less and less forceful the more it went on until there was nothing left to expel from her bladder. Once the last drop of warmth trickled out, she opened her eyes to see Hajime looking at her with concern in his eyes.
Chiaki had a dreary expression on her face as the fabric of her pants felt clammy and warm against her skin. She struggled to outwardly form words at first.
“Um… I’m sorry about that.” Chiaki uttered. “I thought I could make it a bit longer, but I guess I couldn’t.”
“It’s okay, I’m not upset.” Hajime reassured. “But how long had you been waiting?”
“About an hour. I just couldn’t bring myself to get up until the last minute and I didn’t think I could actually allow this to happen…” Chiaki explained.
“Come here.” Hajime soothed as he pulled Chiaki into a warm hug, wrapping his arms around her. “I’m not mad. Concerned, maybe, but definitely not mad. I should’ve noticed earlier.”
Chiaki’s lips curved upwards into a small smile as she hugged Hajime back, burying her face into his shoulders as the two just held each other. She felt so safe in his arms.
“I can clean this up for you.” Hajime offered.
“Are you sure?” Chiaki asked. “It’s my mess…”
“It’s fine, you just relax.” Hajime assured. “I can also get you some new clothes and run you a bath if you want.”
“If it’s not too much trouble, that sounds great.”
“Nothing is ever too much trouble for you.”
Blush crept to Chiaki’s face, albeit because of a more positive emotion this time. A smile appeared on her face once again.
“I love you, Hajime.”
“I love you too, Chiaki.“