Hayden isn't sure what the time is, hell, he'd be hard pressed to figure out what day it was.
He was sure it had rained sometime today or was that the day before?
He could still smell the wetness, adjusting to his new abilities hadn't been much of a task considering that it had just been him and Virgil.
Talking about his mate who's rut had finally broken and refusing to let Hayden cook, had made his way downstairs to grab some kind of late lunch.
It was still too early to eat dinner but it was fine.
He rolls over to his stomach, drowning in one of Virgil's sweaters, legs bare.
He was all cleaned up and surprisingly not as sore as he had been expecting, considering how hard and often Virgil had gone but the moment that stuck the most of of the blur of the past couple days was giving Virgil a matching mating bite.