Gluttony (Latin "gula") is the overconsumption and overindulgence of anything to the point of waste. The word derives from the Latin gluttire. Gluttony can be interpreted as selfishness; essentially placing your concern of one's own impulses or interest above the well-being or interests of any other.

This Sin does keep a watchful eye, although he acts as if uncaring and as you may have learnt; Is higher up then you and doesn't seem to give a rats ass, that doesn't mean he won't make you into a friend.

- "Gluttony is gorgeous, but not so perfect, as he has been known to be utterly selfish."

He had consumed too much too fast, surly that is why he was given the burden and name- Gluttony. He had taken and received so much attention he couldn't even realise he was destroying one's future till... He was hit with his new name. Now, he's just used to it.

Gluttony is only Gluttony because of his past, truthfully, I could tell you how pure of a guy he once was before he was cursed with the Sin of gluttony, or how just because he favoured himself over everyone else, he still had a kind and insecure side.

You will meet him, and as he appears to dislike you greatly, passing you away as if you were some useless piece of equipment Greed would take, he discreetly hides his feelings. -Just like the others.

You begin with his trust.

"Get out."

His eyes pierced mine deeply, as his now green tongue circled around the sour flavoured lollipop in his hands.

"No."

Gluttony raised a harsh eyebrow, they then creased as he eyed my form, sitting across from him on his red leather lounge. "You should really go out more." I sighed, knowing he never leaves his room unless he has no things to glutton on, and can no long eg take the feels of hunger.

Gluttony rolled his eyes, giving off a disgusted look as his nose scrunched up distastefully at the simple words that left my lips.

"Have you ever realised that I will never listen to you?" He scoffed.

I remember how Sloth spoke when talking about the boy in front of me, about his personality and the severe lack of socialisation and security, which came from when the higher ups gave him the name of; Gluttony.

Apparently he used to socialise, I bet now, after so many years, he doesn't even know what that means, seeing as he's always hidden away in the shadows.

"Will you at least let me sit with you?" I asked politely, he only nodded. Looking away from my gaze and towards the piles of food littered along the table not far from us.

I saw the sudden gleam of enjoyment in this eyes. How could I even change him?

"You know-" his voice aroused from the comfortable silence. "You've made my life a little more bearable... I can trust you not to take my things."

"None of your stuff is necessarily important to me." I muttered, my shoulders raising up in a simple shrug of dismissal.

"Yes but-When I'm not isolated with my things... my brothers take what's mine. They also tend to leave me alone when they think I want to be. "

"You want to be with your brothers? With someone?" His eyes narrowed towards his own thoughts as he continues to think about his next choice of words.

"Not necessarily." He exclaimed, brushing his thin fingers through his hair. "I like being alone because I'm addicted to it. Everything. I feel uncomfortable knowing it can never be fixed, Noona."

"I want to be with people- like you. But... I'm Gluttony for gods sake."

My eyes furrowed.

"I'm preoccupied with glutting my body with my impulses and the things I can't help but love." He frowned towards himself, he looked too deep in thought to even pull out. "And anyway- they'll steal what's mine if I leave them unacquainted."

"I just want to go back to being normal, I don't even remember what it felt like." He sighed.

"You're insecure?" I asked, raising a thin brow. "I'm sure it won't matter if they take something small, I'm sure it would only be Greed anyway, he doesn't do much harm."

He scoffed, popping the lollipop into the inside of his hollowed cheek. "Greed isn't harmless, you'd be deficient to think so. Nonetheless, no one has the right to take what's mine."

"You're overestimating- Greed doesn't care of anything you have." I rolled my yes, but greatly regretted what had left my lips. "He's possessive of titles, people, money, not for the things you want and have." He was Gluttony for a reason.

The male growled humourlessly. "I want you, and he does too. We're all fight a war for you, Hope. You have had no idea up until now." I guess I had hit a nerve, he had suddenly stopped the conversation he had started. "Fuck off. Go and play with wrath's anger. Not mine."

"It's true~" I hummed, before recklessly leaving the room, ignoring his earlier words. "Nothing of what you own is really important." Clearly in a haze, I should've thought through my words. Although, I could still hear the cruel words that left his lips.

"Everything in this room, I own, and everything in here, people want, some people can never have, and everything in here is solely mine."

"Yes, whatever. We're bickering over a never ending conversation, and your hiding the truth, so I'll be leaving."

"To go to wrath?" He scoffed, his demeanour had only darkened and his eyes narrowed is pure hatred towards your soon to disappear form. His words were spat harshly, but they took no toll.

"Of course, anyone more exciting then you."

"I would starve you, if I could."

"Only a Monster would do something so cruel, Gluttony."

The male snarled when he realised I had left him alone. In his own insecure world of; Glutton.

Can you tell?