#haline day

this is for #halineday2017 also for @catarinalosss, because she wanted a heline aesthetic before!! thanks for the request rosey

the shadowhunter chronicles

haline

Helen: Aline i swear to the angel if I walk outside and see all our mugs outside in the freezing cold

Helen: I will walk back in and kiss you for trying to make me laugh

Aline:

Aline hated Wrangle Island with her whole being. Everything about the Island was cold and deserted and so white. If she hadn’t been there herself, witnessing it, she wouldn’t have believed you could get tired of looking at white. Sometimes she had to stop staring at the ground cause she was scared of going blind.

But none of this made her hate the island so much as the fact that Helen seemed to get sick every single time she stepped out of the house. Which was, thanks to her job, fairly frequently.

“’Lin” she heard Helen call (whine) from the other room. “‘Lin I’m dying.”

Aline sighed inwardly and put down the pen she was holding. She had been trying to write a letter to her parents, but so far had three scratched-out lines and... that was it.

She got up from the the small kitchen table and went to the couch where Helen was lying, sitting on the floor next to her wife’s head.

Helen’s nose was read and her eyes puffy, her hair spilling from a very messy bun. Despite everything, she looked as gorgeous as always.

“You’re not dying, baby,” Aline said, pushing back Helen’s hair. Helen closed her eyes at the gesture and let out a breath through her mouth, since, Aline guessed, her nose was too stuffed to be of much use. “You’ll be fine tomorrow, you’ll see.”

Helen turned her head to look at Aline through half-lidded eyes. “Pr’mise?”

Aline smiled despite herself, and leaned down to peck her wife’s lips. 

“Alineeeee what are you doing?” Helen said, slightly horrified, pulling back. “You’re gonna catch it too! We can’t have two sick people in the same house! How are we gonna take care of each other if we’re both snotting all over the place?”

Aline really loved Helen when she was sick though. There was something about her red nose and hoarse voice that just melted her. She smiled again. “Then we’ll just share the tissue box. Now move over, I’ve been told my cuddles work miracles.”

Helen, suddenly looking aware, squinted at Aline. “Who’s said that? Who’ve you been cuddling?”

Aline just rolled her eyes and placed herself behind Helen on the couch, putting her arm around Helen’s waist and pressing a kiss to the back of her head. 

“You, baby,” she whispered in Helen’s ear. “You’ve said it.”

She felt Helen relax under her touch and push back to settle herself in the curve of Aline’s body. She sniffed. 

“I hate this goddamn island,” Helen said, and even though Aline couldn’t see her face, she could picture her pout perfectly.

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“I can’t do this.” Helen tried to keep her voice steady, but it was nearly impossible. She hoped the strain would be covered by the sound of the waves crashing below them, but Aline knew her too well. She could sense when Helen was upset, even when she was trying hard not to show it.