Hayden wakes up with a smile on his face, leaning over to kiss a still sleeping Virgil, it's barely light yet he's already skidding across the room as quietly as he can so he can get cleaned up for the big day ahead.
He had finally mustered up enough courage the night before after dinner to inquire if he could join the members of the Pack to cook and their reaction had to been a tad overwhelming - he still couldn't understand their excitement.
They had told him that he wouldn't need to come in to help cook breakfast because of how early it would be but he had been quick to refuse that, insisting that he didn't mind.
Just for the fun of it, he just might help cook all the meals of the day and if possible drag Virgil over to eat with the Pack.
He knew Virgil wasn't a big fan of crowds even if said crowd was his own Pack members.
A thought just hit him then, that they could even make it a routine so that Pack runs would feel even more special.
