Dutch sat relaxed at his partner's side, face buried in one of his philosophy books. He was completely focused on the book, taking in each sentence and hanging onto the words like it was religious text.

Yet despite how focused he seemed, he would reach his hand out every once in a while to make a grabbing motion as he heard his partner peel oranges. Their nails dug into the rubbery skin before tearing it back, taking great care to pick off all the white pieces they could. Only handing Dutch one after they ate two pieces.

They would share with him, but they wouldn't be fair about it.