《Heartstopper agere/regression》Rugby disaster
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Charlie's pov
I was watching Nick play Rugby as I usually do on Wednesday's that's when they have there weekly game. Nick was doing not good today which is odd because he's the star player he always scores at least two goals per game The game was getting close to being over and he looks out of breath and exhausted. I stood beside the coach the whole team liked me now even harry and his friends after a while of us being out harry stopped being a dick and just learned to like us. The team was so nice and supportive they did kinda treat me like a little brother making sure I had water and sunscreen on hot days snacks when they practiced late and I always went out with them after the games there was a rule players only but i'm one exception. The couch turned to me "Charlie what's up with Nelson" I shook my head "That's what i'm trying to figure out" I looked back to her and she called a timeout to the ref and before the rugby boys could come running over she said "Here this will give you two some time to talk" I nodded my head and walked away from coach calling Nick over my way he slowly ran over to me. "Nick is everything alright?" he slumped into my shoulder and said "Nu, No" I thought I almost heard him talk in baby voice for a minute but that was probably just his breath staggering from the intensity of the running the whole team has been doing. "What happened" he didn't say anything he just laid his head on my shoulder and I rubbed his back. The couch called the team back on field and I walked back over to coach. "Why is he acting this way" and I responded "He didn't say anything" then it hit me he didn't say anything, nooo no no not here not now, not in front of everyone. I could see Nick at the other side of the field and he was sitting on the ground at the edge of the field. I ran over to him has he really age regressed in the middle of a game I need to get to him before anyone else does he would be so embarrassed if anyone found out it was only for us to know and his mom. When I reached him it was worse than I thought he was about to cry and his shorts were soaked, he had an accident here now!!! Oh no I felt panic run through my blood and harry and three of the other lads were walking over now right as they reached us I threw my full water bottle at him soaking his shorts and t shirt "What the hell Charlie" harry said almost laughing, I had to think quick "Nick was being a proper dick and he deserved it, if you don't mind excuse us we need to talk" Harry laughed and said "Oooh mate your in the dog house now" before they left I asked them "Could you please tell coach that we're leaving it's really urgent we talk" harry said "Yeah no problem just don't kill him we need him for next weeks game against the eagles" I nodded and pulled nick up by his hand and lead him away from the field and to the car parking lot. "hey are you alright bubs" he shakes his head no "y, you get meu wut" "I wrapped him in a tight hug "I'm sorry i'm so sorry i'm not mad at you I just didn't want harry making fun of you it was cover up" he started to cry and I knew he wasn't understanding when he's in little space he doesn't understand too much. "Its ok baby i'm here i'm here" luckily since the game was almost over his mom was already in the car park nobody was around so I picked nick up bridal style and carried him to the car even though he was much heavier than me I still could mange for short distances. I opened the back seat door and placed him in and buckled him up. I got in the front seat next to sarah so we could talk she was probably worried "What happened did anyone notice oh no Nick will never go back to school if people saw" I quickly said "No one saw he had an accident but I quickly threw my water bottle on him in front of everyone so it didn't look wet around his crotch, everyone thinks we're fighting but that doesn't matter" She kissed me or the cheek in a motherly way "Thank you baby for always taking care of him, I hate that he was so traumatized as kid by his dad that this is happening to him now." I thought it was quite cute and I loved having my own little baby I was his dad when he was in little space, I loved being able to give him the comfort and joy his dad never did.
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we arrived home and he was still very upset, I knew I didn't have much time before he would have another accident this kid had zero bladder. I carried him upstairs and started talking to him "Hey it's alright big boy you need to relax and let dada get you warm and clean you had an accident so your dirty" his little nose was running and I wiped it with my sleeve. I placed down a changing mat and closed his room door, I laid him down and told him "Stay here I just need to grab your stuff from the closet ok" I grabbed the stuff and nelt down on the ground to change Nick I pulled down his shorts and started cleaning where the piss was I tried to be as slow and carful as possible not to upset him he didn't like this at all but he needed to be clean. I finished and pulled his legs up he squirmed a bit but I held his legs still "Hey stop" I slid the diaper underneath his butt and waist then slowly placed his legs down and pulled the diaper in between his legs and strapped the sides closed , making sure they were extra tight, I patted the sides of the diaper "See all done" he started to cry again kicking his legs and started trying to pry off the diaper, this was unusual for him he never cared about diapers usually. He took of the diaper and went into his bed completely naked, shit then I remembered what my mom told me when I used to babysit my cousins if the kid takes off the diaper use safety pins to secure it on. Looked through nicks desk and found some along side the paper clips. I picked nick up by his arm pits and said "Baby come on don't be upset let me help you" "I don't wha diaper nu uh dada" I placed him down and put the diaper on again this time securing it tightly with the safety pins. He instantly tried to pull it off but couldn't making him cry so loud this time. I grabbed his pacifier and popped it in his mouth he still cried with it in his mouth but it was much quieter. I dressed him again but his diaper bulged so much and it was so adorable. I laid down in bed and he crawled on top of me, I wiped the spit off his chin and kissed his cheeks "no crying it's alright with the diaper there will be no messes" he looked at me and stopped crying "I don't wike mews" I smiled and kissed his forehead "Yeah no messy now" he looked at me again with his innocent look "Did harwey see mwe" I ran my fingers through his hair "No he didn't baby don't worry" soon after that Nick was fast asleep and Charlie was just watching the baby sleep.
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