Kurt woke up the next morning soaking wet. It might have been what woke him, because the diaper was still warm, and even though he usually woke up bursting, he didn't feel any urge to go. He carefully climbed out of bed and checked the sheets. Thankfully, they were dry. He removed his pajamas and peeled off the saturated diaper, tossed it into the wastebasket and flinched when he heard the squelch it made when it hit the bottom of the bin. He cleaned himself up as best he could and went to go find some breakfast.
When he got to the kitchen, he found Finn standing over the stove, singing quietly to himself and cooking what looked like scrambled eggs. The toaster popped up as Kurt walked into the room.
After they'd eaten, Kurt led Finn feed him apple juice from a bottle while they curled up on the couch watching TV.
The rest of Sunday goes by pretty much the same way Saturday had. They watch TV, sprawl out on the couch, do their homework, and Finn changes Kurt when he wets. They didn't argue about unlocking the bathroom anymore.
When they got a call that their parents were going to be home soon, they went upstairs together.
"Do you want to leave it on for the rest of the night? I don't think I'll be able to change it for you if they're home. They'd catch us, and I'd rather not let them know." Finn asked, gathering up and handing him the rest of the pack of diapers and wipes. Kurt nodded and took the bag, noticing a little fluffy bunny ear hanging over the edge.
"I'll be fine. Go unlock the bathroom." Kurt said. Finn left.
Kurt changed his clothes, leaving on the dry diaper but putting away the diaper bag deep in the back of his closet under some clothes that he'd outgrown. He stuffed the pacifier into his pocket. They don't bring it up again. Once their parents were home, it was like the activities of the weekend hadn't happened. Finn didn't bring it up the rest of the evening.
Kurt was somewhat nervous about school in the morning as he climbed into bed that night. He didn't know if he could handle another day at Dalton, holding his bladder and crossing his fingers as tight as his legs. Kurt fell asleep that night with the pacifier in his mouth and had the best nights sleep he'd had in months.