a series of [un]fortunate events || a wenclair collection [explicit]

8. embarrassment

Enid's POV

Today was a bit of a boring day since school was out for the semester, but we were still allowed to be in our dorm rooms and just chill out. Wednesday had been more lax in her rules for living together, so she let me play some of my favorite music. Occasionally, I would notice her tap her foot while she worked on her novel. We had been dating for only a few weeks, so I respected her boundaries and let her do her thing while I did mine, and it made our more intimate interactions all that sweeter. 

One day, I walked in and noticed that Wednesday was once again tapping her foot working on her novel, but there was no music playing. Her leg was shaking violently as well. 

"Uh, Wednesday, are you okay? Your leg is having a spasm..."

Wednesday turned around to look at me. 

"What are you on about, Enid?"

I then noticed that Wednesday was shuffling ever so slightly in her seat, and yes, I know I can be a ditzy blonde sometimes, so it took me a minute to realize that Wednesday really, and I mean really needed to pee. How much water does she drink when she writes her novel? If I wasn't so fearful and/or turned on from her violent side, I would've giggled.

"Wednesday... can you stand up for me for a second?"

Wednesday rolled her eyes adorably, before standing up and my suspicions were correct. I noticed Wednesday very slightly squirm from side to side.

"What exactly is this experiment of yours hoping to entail, Enid?"

I stared at her movements for a second. How was I going to ask her this question without her lunging at me? Eh, fuck it.

"Wednesday, do you need to pee?"

Wednesday blushed in embarrassment and I grinned. I knew it.

"Wednesday, it's okay to say that you need to go to the bathroom. I know you have a small bladder."

Wednesday rolled her eyes.

"Yes... I.. desperately require the facilities... I was hoping that I could finish another chapter of my novel but I suppose my body has told me that I need to relieve myself... I have been holding it in for nearly an hour now... I.. leaked slightly.."

Oh, the poor dear.

"An hour?? Wednesday, I know you like torture and suffering, but you.. do know that if you don't use the bathroom for an hour, you'll be in serious trouble, right?"

Wednesday absent-mindedly held a hand over her crotch and squirmed even more as she became self-aware of her desperation.

"As I said... I thought I could finish a chapter in my novel, but you know as well as I do, how... detailed I make my novels..."

I gave her a kiss on the forehead as she blushed.

"Babe, go use the bathroom before you explode."

I have never seen Wednesday run out of the room so quickly.

After about 15 minutes, Wednesday returned with what seemed like a smile on her face as she sat back down to her desk.

"Do you feel better now?"

Wednesday walked over and gave me a very passionate kiss before walking back to her desk.

"Very much so, cara mia."

And I could swear I heard a giggle from Wednesday.

I would totes tease her about it later!

E N i D.