ONE-SHOTS [BTS OMORASHI]

-Pratice Takes Time-[Hoseok]

Music I used: Paint-[MoonMoon]

A/N- Well, that was not okay. Have fun ;)

Hoseok may or may not have been overworking himself. Meaning; He pushed all his needs aside for practice, one being, the toilet. Even though he needed pee, he gladly protested relentless of the crashing waves. Maybe he should have gone because now he was squirming each time he had stopped moving.

It was almost in a snap, once the older hyung, Seokjin yelled at each boy to wrap up when Hoseok had nearly slipped. Each boy groaned only wanting to continue practice but Seokjin gave them no option.

"Hey, Horse let's go, I'm tired." Taehyung, the second youngest through at the still concentrated boy. Only a sigh.

"Yes, hold on, give me a minute."

He began to stop practicing and started to pack up. He didn't know when his bladder became so demanding, it was scaring him, so whenever he took a step he felt it break. Before he could ask if he could use the rest the members dragged him to the car.

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The car ride was sure something. The traffic was amazing. Seokjin sighed, "Why is this traffic so long?!" He tapped his foot and their manager smirked.

"Look, I don't want this either fate loves us." So much, Hoseok wanted to add.

He was starting to think he wasn't going to be able to hold threw the traffic but that was when the car lurched forward. It hurt. The immense creaking of the sudden stop made his world snap. His bladder called at him forcing a damp stop in his underwear. The car started to move and Hoseok started to panic. He really could wet himself in a car that wasn't his, that would be humiliating. He continued to die. Inside at least.

The urge to piss was unbearable.

So, the wait was also a problem.

"I call dibs on bathroom!" Taehyung called. No. Hoseok's face flushed in an instant. All color was drained and a cold pale color. His eyes were wide as if he was scared. Fuck you. Jimin whined. "That's not fair I need to go worse." That's not fair I'm about to piss myself.

"Taehyung gets to go first since he called dibs." Namjoon settled. Jimin whined and Hoseok...uh...Hoseok was fine.

The situation made everything worse. The traffic cleared and Hoseok was nearly dancing in his seat and was told multiple times by Jungkook to stop moving. It felt like hours when they finally arrived home. Hoseok was the last one to get out and felt like crying. He waddled to the house hoping that Hoseok wouldn't take more than he needed. He painfully walked up the tiredsome stair and waited for Seokjin to open the door.

Taehyung ran to the bathroom locking it behind him leaving Hoseok unknown of his need. The third oldest sat on the bed and waitied patiently. Well tried to. His eyes began to water up no longer knowing if he could wait. He had completely forgotten about Jimin.

It wasn't until he felt the seemingly warm feeling start to grow. He looked for anything. A plant stood there on the table and with all hope he ran to it. Just as he was going to unzip his pants, he heard someone come outside. Taehyung. That's when urine spilled from him; falling to the floor.

"Hyung what are you–oh," yeah oh.

It continued to flow full force. Taehyung must have been shocked; because without emotion he stood there not knowing what he should do. It was impossible.

The stream seemed to slow down, and all that was heard was small whines and hiccups. Fuck.

"Hyung, why didn't you tell me you had to go so badly?" Taehyung asked. Nothing was except a small glance of guilt. This was weird for Taehyung. He didn't know what to do at all.

"Oh, Hyung, go take a shower everything's okay." Jimin reassured while walking in not even hesitating. Taehyung wanted to hug his best friend but stayed quiet. Hoseok nodded and walked in the bathroom, utterly disgusted with himself.

"I don't-"

"Hey, let's just clean this up before the others find out."

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Sorry it's short don't hate me.