I'm so sorry that this took so long and that this chapter is so short, but real life has just gotten in the way and I just haven't been in the writing mood. I'm still not entirely back in the groove yet, so this one is probably not my best, but summer is here and hopefully things will start to get a little easier. Maybe... Oh well, I don't need to bore you with my dysfunctional life and problems. I hope you like this chapter despite the shortness and the fact that it's not nearly as good as it could be. I just felt like I owed you something. Don't worry though, there are plenty more on the way, that will be much better. Again, I'm really sorry that this took so long.

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When He Sleeps

Kim turned the TV off and suppressed a yawn, she had been working on a paper for one of her classes and finally just finished. She made her way to the bed room and crawled into the bed next to Ron, who had been passed out for the last couple of hours. He had gotten stuck with the late shift at work the past week and today had been his day off; he'd definitely taken advantage of it. He had just lounged around all day until he had to go to class at three, then got back around five with pizza and a movie—which Kim gratefully took a break from her paper for. After that, he went to bed, leaving her to finish her work. Rufus had stayed up with her for another hour and a half, watching TV, until he finally decided to go to bed himself.

She smiled down at his sleeping form, tracing the freckles on his cheeks. Finally, she curled herself up next to him and laid her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat. She closed her eyes and let its gentle rhythm lull her off to sleep.

Kim shivered as cold air hit her uncovered legs. Without bothering to open her eyes, she blindly searched for the blankets to cover herself, only to discover that the space next to her was empty. Her eyes opened in surprise as she sat up and looked around the empty room, and she could hear faint rustling coming from the kitchen. She silently left the bed, opened the door, and peered into the dark apartment.

"Ron?" she whispered, tip toeing into the kitchen and stopping short when she found him.

He was slouched against the fridge with the pizza box from earlier in his lap, now completely empty. He had the last slice in his hand and was working on devouring it. Rufus lay beside him, squeaking in annoyance at the disturbance.

"Is he sleep eating?" Kim asked, looking from Ron to Rufus and back to Ron again.

Rufus just nodded in exasperation.

"Can't wake him up?"

Rufus shook his head.

"Does he do this often?"

Rufus nodded again.

Kim couldn't help an amused snort at the sight. As he finally finished the last slice, his hand searched for another only to turn up empty. So, he shoved the box away and crawled over to the cabinets, pulling out a box of cereal and began eating it. She watched him for a few minutes, before yawing. A quick glance at the clock only proved how late it really was, so with one last glance she scooped up Rufus and headed back to the bedroom.

"Come on, I have a feeling he'll be like that for awhile," Kim sighed.

Rufus only spared her a grateful glance, before curling up on Ron's pillow and falling asleep, with Kim only a few seconds behind him.

Ron sat up and rubbed his head, looking around at his surroundings tiredly. He was in the kitchen, clutching a bag of chips. His eyes widened as he realized that he must have been sleep eating again. With a quiet groan, he stood and cleaned up the mess he made and went back to the bedroom to find Kim and Rufus asleep.

He couldn't help the guilty frown as he realized he must have woken them up. With a sigh, he gently prodded Rufus awake and gave him an apologetic look. Rufus just rolled his eyes and went back to his own bed, allowing Ron access to his side. He covered himself up, and fell back to sleep.

"Ron, wake up," Ron's eyes slowly opened to see Kim looking at him with an amused smile.

"Morning, KP," he mumbled sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"Morning to you too. So tell me, how was your midnight snacks?" she giggled.

"Crap, Kim. I did wake you. I'm sorry. I probably should have told you about that," Ron babbled, until Kim held up her hand for him to stop.

"It's fine. Call it pay back for that bruise I gave you last week," she shrugged.

They smiled at each other, enjoying the silence, before Ron's stomach ruined it.

"How are you still hungry?" Kim demanded in disbelief, stifling a laugh.

"I have no idea," Ron said honestly.

"Huh, you know what Ron?"

"What KP?"

"We both do weird stuff when we sleep. I sleep fight and you sleep eat," Kim sighed.

"I guess that just makes us more compatible," Ron said.

"Aw, Ron that was so sweet. Really cheesy, but sweet," Kim laughed, hugging him.