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Assistant: Title: I Hear The Secrets That You Keep
        Author: Your_Friendly_Neighborhood_Ryro_Stan Your_Friendly_Neighborhood_Ryro_Stan 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: 5 Times that Ronove watched Agares sleep +1 Time Agares returned the favorDay 26: Watching the other sleep
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              5 Times that Ronove watched Agares sleep +1 Time Agares returned the favorDay 26: Watching the other sleep
            
        

        
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      Ok I'm a little late but in my defense I took a nap Special thanks to @Poptard for being my beta for this fic!
    

    
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    One: 
  
 
  After the Walter Park incident, Ronove caught himself watching Agares Picero constantly. How could he not? The other demon was beautiful, and he prided himself as one who appreciated true beauty.
 
  He just wished that his sleeping mask didn't obscure his gorgeous face. If it wasn't for that damned mask, Ronove would bet anything on Agares looking absolutely stunning during a truly tranquil nap. But alas, the only expression that ever seemed to cross the demon's face was annoyance. 
 
  Regardless, Ronove spent an unusual amount of time with the Misfit Class just so that he could watch the beautiful boy, even if all he did was sleep, or yell at others to let him sleep. 
 
  "You alright, dude?" Andro asked, stealing Ronove's attention. 
 
  "Of 
  
    course
  
   I am 'alright,'" he sassed, "Why would I not?" 
 
  "You're kind of glaring at Picero." 
 
  Ronove scoffed. "I was 
  
    not glaring
  
  ! I am merely 
  
    observing
  
  ! There's a difference! Now, if you do not mind…" he turned back to Agares, unconsciously smiling at the sight of the sleeping demon. 
 
  Andro raised his hands in defeat. "Whatever you say, man."
 
  
    Two:
  
 
  "Why 
  
    is
  
   he always asleep?" Ronove finally asked. 
 
  Caim raised an eyebrow over his cards. "You've been hanging around us for 
  
    over a year, 
  
  but you still don't know?"
 
  He huffed, setting his own set of cards down on Agares's cloud. "It is a weakness of some sort, is it not? As an official ally of your ‘Misfit Class’ I should know how to cover such weaknesses."
 
  Garp and Caim shared a look. "Well…" Garp said, "We just thought you already knew? Also do you have a seven, Kamui?" 
 
  "Nope, go fish. But Ronove, you're literally sharing his cloud-thingy with him 
  
    right now
  
  , everyone kind of assumed that he would have told you about the hypersomnia." 
 
  Hyper-
  
    what?
  
   "Of course! I definitely assumed as much, I just… wanted to see if you two knew! I have to be 
  
    careful
  
  , after all!" Caim gave him a withering look, while Garp was clearly holding back laughter. 
 
  "You don't even know what hypersomnia means, do you?" 
 
  Ronove gasped. "Uh, of course I do?" He did not. 
 
  "Alright, what's it mean then?" Caim asked. 
 
  
    … 
  
  Ok, Ronove could do this. Based on context, it clearly had something to do with sleep. He didn't understand how "hyper" fit in, as that usually meant lots of 
  
    energy,
  
   but- wait, hyper gets used to describe a overly huge amount of 
  
    anything
  
  , especially in science, and Ronove was pretty sure that "hypersomnia" was 
  
    probably
  
   a medical condition, which is pretty science-y, he supposed. 
 
  He realized that the other two were waiting for his response. "It 
  
    obviously 
  
  means that he's going to sleep to death," he stated matter-of-factly. Wait, 
  
    what
  
  ??? Oh no, no, no, no-
 
  "
  
    Relax
  
  ," Garp said, "that's not what it means… That 
  
    isn't 
  
  what it means, right Kamui? Right??" 
 
  "I swear on the 
  
    Demon King
  
  ," Caim groaned, burying his face into his wings. "No, guys, it just means that he can't help sleeping so much. It's a serious condition but he's not going to 
  
    die 
  
  from it, not with us and the rest of the class on his side." 
 
  Garp and Ronove both let out a huge sigh of relief. Ronove shifted so that he was looking right at Agares. "You poor demon…" 
 
  Though still asleep, Agares scowled, causing Garp and Caim to laugh.
 
  "He'd kick your b@tt if you said that while he was awake," Garp snickered. Ronove pouted.
 
  "Yeah, Picero 
  
    hates
  
   pity. Do you have a two, by the way?" 
 
  Ronove paused, then snatched up his cards. Scowling, he passed Caim a two of spades. 
 
  
    Three: 
  
 
  Here he was, finally at the Misfit Class's Monthly Sleepover! After the class had the 
  
    audacity 
  
  to host the first one without him, Ronove had convinced them all to invite him.  
 
  They were all at the Asmodeus residence, and after a series of chaotic shenanigans, the group decided to wind down the evening with a few movies. Ameri had chosen a romance movie involving a boat, and as enthralled as Ronove usually would have been with the movie, some of the others didn’t seem to care for it as much. Particularly Agares, who had fallen asleep within 20 minutes. Ronove probably wouldn’t have noticed though, and would have been completely invested in the film, if it wasn’t for the fact that the other demon was leaning right against him. 
 
  As it was, though, Ronove had to keep himself from emoting as wildly as he normally did, terrified that a single strong bounce or swing would make Agares choose someone else to be his pillow. 
 
  One would think that Ronove was above being 
  
    anyone’s
  
   pillow, and before he had met his beloved tired demon, he’d have whole-heartedly agreed. But now that he was Agares’s closest ally (other than Garp), he had come to realize that he’d do nearly anything for him. Including being a pillow. 
 
  Halfway through the movie, he had become aware of Ix watching the two of them. He raised an eyebrow. She smiled sweetly, tilting her head innocently. He huffed, and attempted to ignore her knowing gaze by staring at the screen. 
 
  Despite his best efforts, he still spent more attention on the smaller demon practically cuddled against his side.
 
  
    Four: 
  
 
  Ronove's out-of-spite camping trip coinciding with the Misfit Class's escape was just that: a coincidence. However, he was more than happy to join them, safety in numbers, and all that. And safety was what they needed. He wasn’t sure what they were hiding from, but he was determined to not only lighten their spirits, but help defend against whatever unnamed horror had chased them out into the wilderness. 
 
  The group of misfits (though few would dare describe them as such now) were bickering over who should keep watch, as the sun had fallen nearly thirty minutes ago. The problem was that none of them felt like they could rest. Ronove may have not had the full picture yet, but could tell that asking them what was wrong wasn’t going to help their nerves. Besides, he knew they’d tell him by noon the next day. But first, they needed to rest. All of them.
 
  “Ugh, as much as I need my beauty sleep, I’ll keep watch,” he announced, stunning the others into silence. 
 
  “But-” 
 
  “I will not hear it! To bed, all of you!” The others tried to argue some more, but he held up his hand. “You know very well that if something happens, I’ll wake you all up. I won’t hesitate.”  
 
  It took a bit more time, but eventually the group settled down inside the cavern Agares had created, letting Ronove keep sentinel. Speaking of Agares, the demon was already knocked out, drained from the energy put into making the cavern look completely natural from the outside. Sighing, Ronove resisted the urge to run his fingers through the hair of his ally- no, his 
  
    friend
  
  - no, his… whatever Agares was to him. Even after four years, trying to give a proper name to the role Agares played in his life still kept him up at night. 
 
  He couldn’t dwell on that tonight, though. Not when Agares or his friends were in danger.
 
  
    Five:
  
 
  
    Picero was truly exquisite
  
  , Ronove thought, watching the younger demon snore lightly against him. He couldn't believe that it took the two so long to get to this point, but all that mattered was that they did. 
 
  They were in the midst of the rest of the Misfit Legion, limbs tangled like the Netherworld's safest thicket. Ronove was too tired to really begin to figure out exactly where everyone was, but he knew that his back was pressed to Ameri's and Agares was in his arms. As much as he truly 
  
    did
  
   love the others, being between his two favorite demons brought him an indescribable amount of joy. 
 
  He sighed as he gazed upon his boyfriend, causing the other's curly hair to waver. Agares scrunched up his face, and to Ronove's surprise, buried his head into the charismatic demon's chest. Ronove could barely keep himself from screaming. As much as Agares hated to hear it, he was just so 
  
    cute
  
  ! 
 
  Ronove would admit, his initial attraction to Agares was just based on the demon being cute, beautiful, gorgeous, etc., but he's grown to realize that Agares was more than a grumpy pretty boy. He was surprisingly quick-witted when he wanted to be. He was 
  
    powerful
  
  , one of the most powerful in the Misfit Legion, in fact. His snarky sense of humor, while 
  
    terribly
  
   dry, was hilarious (when Ronove wasn't the b@tt of the joke, anyway). 
 
  His eyes were still Ronove's favorite part of him, though. There were several binders 
  
    full
  
   of poetry attesting to that fact. Looking down at Agares, he was already picturing his next sonnet. The sheer amount of beautiful things he could compare his love to-
 
  "You're thinking too hard," Agares mumbled. "Go to sleep."
 
  Ronove flushed. "O-oh. Sorry about that." Without thinking, he kissed the top of Agares's head.
 
  Before he could apologize, his partner shuffled even closer to him and laid a kiss on his jawline. "Happy?" Agares snorted as Ronove stuttered. "Good, now 
  
    please
  
  , sleep."
 
  
    Plus One:
  
 
  Yawning, Agares glared towards the clock blearily. 
  
    3 AM.
  
   He groaned, contemplating going back to sleep, but he was thirsty. D@mn it. He grumbled as he slowly navigated around the others, each step a deliberate attempt to not hurt them. 
 
  The kitchen light blinded him when he flipped the switch, plus he was on autopilot anyways, so it was understandable that he didn't see Ronove until he was halfway done with his glass. 
 
  The unbelievably tall demon was conked out at the kitchen table, papers scattered beneath his arms. A small smile made its way onto Agares's face without his permission. No one was around though, so it was fine. Except for his boyfriend, but he wasn't conscious, so he didn't count. 
 
  A part of Agares was telling him to wake Ronove up now, otherwise his back would hurt the next day, but the sight of his chaotic counterpart being so 
  
    tranquil
  
   struck something in him. Agares truly hated his persistent drowsiness. How many similar moments had he missed just by sleeping through them? 
 
  He sat across from him, peering at the papers. Some were drawings, some were blocks of text. 
  
    Probably some more sappy poetry
  
  , he thought. As embarrassing as Ronove's readings were sometimes, he felt like he was beginning to understand where he was coming from. Something about how 
  
    vulnerable
  
   Ronove was like this made Agares's chest warm. If this was anything like how Ronove saw him, well… the poetry definitely made more sense.  
 He took his time finishing his drink, utterly captivated by how even under fluorescent lights, Ronove still managed to be one of the prettiest demons Agares had met. Eventually his cup was empty, unfortunately. He debated on simply carrying his partner to a proper place to sleep, but there was no way he could gracefully navigate the hallways while carrying a demon twice his height. Oh well.  
  "Hey," he whispered, shaking Ronove gently, "You're gonna get scoliosis or something if you keep this up."
 
  Ronove lolled his head upwards, looking not quite at him. "Bwuh?" 
 
  He snickered. "Come on, sleepyhead." He began to stack the various papers neatly. "You can go back to creating in the morning." 
 
  It took some effort, but eventually they made it to one of their bedrooms, where they quickly fell back to sleep, comfortable in one another's arms.'
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