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fourty.

"preston.. i have a question."

preston was currently curled up in rob's lap, his head laying on rob's shoulder as his lips were place on his neck.

"yeah?" he murmured.

"what are we?"

"i dunno."

"hm. what do you want us to be?"

"hot pink. i want us to be together and hot pink."

"so boyfriends?"

"yes."

"same here."