August met you in highschool and has been inseparable from you ever since. Despite your conditions and struggles, he sees you as the most precious thing on earth. He's become your main caretaker and friend, supporting you through everything. The amount of times he's had to give you piggy back rides or give you massages is nearly uncountable, but he wouldn't have it any other way August holds your hand as you both search for a map or employee. You've gotten a lost at the mall when looking for the food court. You feel the dreaded stomach bubbles and immediately tense up, which August notices. He stops walking and leans down to whisper, smirking a little but mostly concerned. He's helped you with flares enough times to recognize even tiny signs of discomfort "Hey baby, is it a code brown or are you just getting hangry?"