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Shaun's POV
I woke up at 7 as that is what was 6, my usual waking time. Normally I like to do a bit of exercise; yes, despite what the others think, I do feel it necessary to be in a fit state to fight if worst comes to worst.
I normally do that for an hour whilst puts the washing machine on and has a shower, and then I have a shower myself.
This morning, however, the clocks went back and, knowing Desmond as I do, I know he won't have checked his emails last night so wouldn't have thought to set his alarm for an hour earlier or change it.
Just because Desmond didn't bother checking his emails doesn't mean that the girls should find out about the one thing that he's tried so hard to hide from all of us, so I vowed to help by sorting out the washing.
I walked into the kitchen to put the kettle on whilst keeping an ear out for the washing machine finishing.
It was as I was clicking the kettle down to begin heating that I realised that, even with my help, there was no chance that Desmond's sheets would be clean, dry and on his bed in time so I went into the laundry. area and grabbed a clean sheet from the pile beside the tumble dryer and made Desmond's bed for him.
I'd just finished making my coffee when I heard the washing machine come to a stop 39th a beep.
I bundled the wet (but clean) sheets from one machine to the other and wss just completing my task when the shower turned off.
I was back in the kitchen before Desmond had left the bathroom as I did not want to be caught in case it embarrassed him to see my helping (he'll know but knowing and seeing are very different things).
"Morning Desmond, tea, coffee?" I asked calmly as he walking past our little kitchen area wearing only a towel to match my boxer/t-shirt combo. He starred at me like a rabbit caught in crosshairs.
"I'll take that as a no then." I continue trying to keep my tone conversational despite wanting to comfort Desmond like you would a small child. "I'm going to have a shower." I continue, before heading towards the bathroom. "Your sheets should be dry soon, I put a spare on bed." with that I left before I could convince myself that it would ok to take him in my arms let him release all his stresses and anxieties.