I'll find you a bow. Hell, I'll steal you a bow. What are they going to do with all of these when the competition is done anyway?

[ that's probably an empty promise if he's honest, nick just isn't that much of a rule breaker at heart, but the sentiment behind it is true at least. it's nice, seeing august getting to just be good at something, something without all the weird weighted layers to it that comes with the magical prowess. it makes august smile -- they don't get to see a whole lot of that.

so forgive him if he's a little bolder with his promises than maybe he should be, he only wants to make him smile again. nick winds an arm around his neck loosely, beckons him close and peppers kisses indulgently across his face, along his cheeks, at the tip of his nose, grinning through them all. ]

You can catch me whenever you want.