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"We've become the clingy couple you used to complain about." Gluttony said.

Temperance threw her pillow at him. "Shut up."

"Hey, am I wrong?" he asked.

"Yes, very much," she retorted. "Now shut up. I want to watch this scene."

Gluttony raised an eyebrow. "The goodbye dragon scene? You've cried at this scene for like, tons of times. I'm bored of How To Train Your Dragon."

Temperance gasped. "How dare you!" she said, like what Gluttony just said was a crime at the highest caliber.

Before he could react, Temperance had seals on him and now Gluttony was stuck to the couch. "Now you have to watch this until the end."

"We watched this more than five times!" Gluttony protested.

"Shut up. I'm trying to listen to the dialogue," Temperance snapped, rewinding the movie.

Gluttony ignored her. "Can we watch something else? Can we please watch something else?" he begged in an attempt to annoy Temperance further.

"Jesus Christ," Temperance muttered, pausing the movie, "I really don't want to do this, but this seems like the only way to shut you up."

"Wait, what are you going to do-" Gluttony said, but he was stopped by a pair of lips crashing onto his. He could feel his t-shirt being scrunched up on Temperance's fist, and he could feel her hands pushing onto his chest.

Her lips were warm. His head was spinning. This is something new to him. All he could sense was Temperance. Everywhere. Her scent of sakura flowers and tea, her silky hair slightly brushing his face, her fingers curling up onto fists on his chest, and of course, her lips. It was overwhelming. In a good way.

Gluttony wanted to reciprocate, but he was still sealed.

When Temperance pulled away, she didn't go far. Just enough for them to look at each other in the eye, noses barely touching.

"Can you shut up now?" she whispered, more of an exhale than talking.

Gluttony nodded slowly, too entranced to talk. The sensation of her lips still lingered.

He noticed that Temperance's cheeks were tinged with a dusty pink. Her lashes were delicately curved and they were a rich dark brown. And her eyes were captivating. How could he not notice those emerald eyes before?

Temperance blinked. Time seemed to slow down-it's only him and Temperance, the world revolving around them. Gluttony vaguely noticed that her hands still hasn't let go of his shirt. She was still balling it up.

Seconds passed. Or was it hours? Perhaps years passed? Gluttony didn't know. Nor did he care. He was gazing into her bright green eyes.

Then Temperance broke the trance, and she sat back on the bed beside him. Silence ensued as Temperance pressed the play button and the scene played again. Gluttony was still sealed, so he couldn't move, but he wasn't protesting. At all.

Oddly, this time Temperance didn't cry. She also didn't seem very invested in the movie. When the credits rolled in, Gluttony decided to talk. "Can you get rid of the seal?" he asked. His voice came out hoarse.

"Oh!" Temperance yelped. "Yeah. Yeah, I'll take it down. Sorry." she squeaked. None of their voices came out right, but Gluttony wasn't observing his girlfriend. He wasn't focused, either.

The seals came off, and Gluttony was free to move.

More silence ensued as Temperance browsed for more things to watch.

"What about you pick the movie we're going to watch?" Temperance suddenly said, shoving the screen to her boyfriend.

He complied, scrolling through movies until they both settled on either Everything, Everything or Five Feet Apart. Gluttony turned out to secretly like sappy romance movies, and Temperance was teasing him endlessly about that until he took out the diaper pictures. Then she shut her mouth. Even though this means they were even in the blackmail department.

"Does anyone die in Everything, Everything?" Gluttony asked.

Temperance did a bit of typing on her phone. "No," she finally said.

"What about Five Feet Apart?" he asked again.

"I think. The complete synopsis says it's got an open ending."

"Wait, you looked up the complete synopsis!?" Gluttony says in mock horror. "Why would you spoil the movie for yourself?"

"I made Patience spoil Endgame to me so I know whether or not I should watch it, it's not the end of the world."

Gluttony stared at his rival (and girlfriend) disbelievingly. "You actually willingly let Endgame be spoiled for you?"

"Yes. Are we going to watch the movie or not?" Temperance asked, irritated at her boyfriend's exaggerated reactions.

Gluttony shook his head, still in the "how-could-you" charade. "This is a travesty," he sighed. "But alright. We'll watch Five Feet Apart."

"Fine by me," Temperance said, shrugging.

Before the movie started, Gluttony went to take more snacks. Obviously. He returned with a quarter of the food stored in the fridge.

At the sight of the food, Temperance was enraged. "How are you going to eat all of that?" she demanded.

"...I'm literally the sin of gluttony, so I've got no idea what the issue is?" Gluttony said matter-of-factly. This earned him a smack on the shoulder.

Time passed and it was getting pretty clear that Temperance (and Gluttony) were not fine. The movie was rather sad, and soon enough tissues were being passed around.

"But why does it have to be cystic fibrosis!?" Temperance bawled. "Why?"

Gluttony not-so-secretly wiped his eye. "I wish I could heal them," he lamented.

Unconciously, Temperance curled up against Gluttony. "I regret watching this," she sobbed.

Also unconciously, Gluttony twined his arm across Temperance's warm body. "Me too," he agreed. "Eat something. It'll cheer you up."

Temperance took a bag of marshmallows.

Nearing the end, Temperance was a sobbing mess and Gluttony's condition wasn't better, either. The tissues were gone (they were on the trashcan near their bedroom) and Temperance had resorted to using Gluttony's hoodie (which she was wearing) to wipe her tears.

When the movie finally ended, the couple was exhausted from crying and Temperance was enraged at the open ending. "How dare they?" she demanded to her laptop. "How could they give us that stupid ending?"

Gluttony sighed and gave his girlfriend another piece of marshmallow. "I think it's so they can make a sequel or something," he said.

Slowly, he laid down on the bed.

Temperance chastised him for not cleaning up, so he got up and started cleaning all the trash he created. Then he went back and laid down again. "Have you realized how exhausting crying actually is?" he asked.

"Yes, I have," Temperance replied, stifling a yawn. "Besides, it's 2 AM. We stayed up to watch movies until 2 AM."

"Hey, movie night was your idea!" Gluttony protested.

"Okay, fine. Move over. I'm tired and I want to sleep."

"Aren't you supposed to change or something?"

"No. Move."

Gluttony did, giving Temperance more space on the already spacious bed. She immediately flopped on the bed and curled up on her side. "Morning," she muttered sleepily.

As if obliged, Gluttony pulled her closer to him. "Morning," he whispered back, hugging her, hands encasing her small figure.

They drifted off to dreamland.

Their last thought before sleep encased them was,

I'm glad we don't have to stay five feet apart.

Also,

Let's never talk about that kiss ever again.