Laughs at him!

Marcus exploded with laughter. It was just so funny! His repressed, nerdy roommate wore diapers! "Sorry," he gasped between laughs. "Fuck. I'm sorry, I'm not making fun of you! It's just…" He trailed off, composing himself.

Joseph had put on his pajama pants and was working his t shirt over his head. Out of curiosity, Marcus tugged at the waistband of his pajama pants. "Hey!" Joseph squealed, quickly pulling down his shirt.

"You didn't put on your diaper."

"It's not a diaper, it's a pull-up." Joseph crossed his arms, blushing brightly. It was kinda cute. "And that's none of your business!"

"Come on," Marcus argued. "I know about it now! What's the point in hiding it, you know?"

Joseph sighed. "Just leave!"

Marcus left the bathroom, trying to get out his giggles now. Joseph came out after a few minutes, getting in bed. Marcus caught a glimpse of a paper waistband.

"So, how often do you…"

Joey blushed and looked away, tugging the covers to his chest. "Um… once or twice a week…"

"Well, that could be worse," he offered.

"It could be better too."

That was true. Marcus hadn't wet his bed since kindergarten, except times induced by either **** or illness which he mostly viewed as funny. Joseph was clearly much more sensitive than him.