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Happy Valentineâs Destiel Wedding Day everyone!
Part 2 of my Destiel wedding series.
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Thanks @bonchickabelle for your support
~2,8k words
âAre you nervous?â Sam teased Dean, who stood in front of the mirror, tugging his tie straight. He thought about it for a moment âExcited? Sure, canât wait to see Cas again after you forced us to spend last night apart for some stupid tradition. Nervous? No. Itâs Cas Iâm marrying.â Sam smiled knowingly, already half out the door. âIâm very happy for you two!â Alone again, Deanâs eyes drifted back to the mirror and he placed his hand on his shoulder, right over Casâ handprint. He meant what he had said to Sam. It had been the first night they had been apart since he got Cas back and he barely slept. He had just felt wrong without hearing Casâ gentle breaths, without being able to wrap his arms around the former angel and without feeling the weight of Casâ head on his chest. But was he nervous? Not at all. He was almost surprised at how calm he felt. Heâd never been this sure about anything in his life. After today, he would never have to spend another night without Cas.
Everything was perfect. Everyone they knew had insisted on helping with the wedding in one way or another. Sam wanted to officiate them, he got his license as soon as he heard the happy news. Eileen had taken the grooms separately to shop for wedding suits, Jack had promised them a warm, sunny day and handmade the invitations with Claire. Jody and Donna had baked their wedding cake, Ellen and Jo contributed a dozen homemade pies, Bobby took care of the bar and the catering. Garth and Bess promised to capture the whole day on their cameras. Gabe offered to be their DJ and Ash took care of all the technical stuff. Rowena had promised them truly magical fireworks at night, while Crowley and Benny were in charge of the security, although that shouldnât be necessary ever since Jack became god.
Charlie and Dorothy had not only offered their vast, beautiful property as their wedding venue, they had also taken care of the decorations. The ceremony was set to take place on the Southern side of their house. An aisle led through rows of white chairs up to a little lake in front of which they had placed a rectangular wooden arc, decorated with greenery and big white flowers that stood out brightly against the blue water in the background. The Western side of the house was already equipped with a big dance floor around which tables, a big buffet and a bar had been set up. To top it all off, Charly and Dorothy had hanged fairy lights in every single tree on their property, which would create a magical atmosphere at night.
Lost in thoughts, Dean adjusted the flower on his lapel and smiled at the mirror. He never thought that he â Dean fucking Winchester â would ever get married. And yet here he was. His phone buzzed and his smile became even wider as he saw who texted him.
[Cas 10:34] Dean?
[Dean 10:35] Whatâs up? Donât tell me youâre getting cold feet nowđ
[Cas 10:37] No, my feet are perfectly fine, why would they be cold?
Dean rolled his eyes, amused at his fiancĂ©âs confusion.
[Dean 10:37] Not literally, thatâs an expression for someone who has second thoughts on their wedding day. Whatâs going on?
[Cas 10:38] Oh. I see. Iâm nervous that I might act weird because I donât know all wedding customs. So I wanted to ask if you could maybe help me out when Iâm about to make a fool out of myself.
[Dean 10:39] Sure thing, sunshine, but donât worry about acting right, itâs your wedding day, all you have to do is enjoy it. And everybody here knows youâre a little weirdđ
Without a knock, Charlie barged in. âWhatâs up bitch, you ready? Cause your fiancĂ© is and heâs smokinâ hot.â She winked as she noticed Deanâs blushing cheeks. âYeah, Iâm ready. Whereâs Bobby?â âAlready waiting downstairs for you. I have to go, see you in a fewâ.  As quick as she had come, she disappeared again. Dean took another glance at the mirror to make sure everything was perfect before he left the room.
Downstairs Bobby and Ellen were laughing over a glass of scotch. When Bobby noticed Dean, he smiled and reached up to adjust his baseball cap, scoffing when he realized that he didnât wear one today. âLookinâ goodâ he grumbled. Ellen gave Bobby a quick peck on his cheek and winked at Dean as she went to take a seat. âIâm glad ya two idjits finally got the sticks out of your asses. Took ya long enough.â Dean chuckled nervously, his cheeks turning red again. âThanks Bobby. Truth is I still donât know how I got this lucky.â âWell, ya really deserve this, ya know? Youâre a good man. Heâs lucky to be with you. And I like him. Never seen you this happy.â After a pause he added âIâm very proud of you son.â Fumbling with the empty glass Ellen had left behind on the table in front of him, Dean replied âBobby... Thank you. Youâve always been a father for me, unlike John, who... Anyways, thank you. For everything.â Dean swallowed, unable to put his love and gratitude for this man into words, but as he looked up at Bobbyâs face, he caught him wiping over suspiciously wet eyes. âIdjitâ he grunted, pulling Dean into a bone crushing hug. He nodded at the clock. âYa ready? We gotta go.â âReadyâ Dean replied, and he meant it. He was more than ready for this.
Or maybe he wasnât. He was more than ready to marry Cas, but he wasnât prepared for the sight of all his loved ones in one place, alive â thanks to Jack â gathered to celebrate with him. He always thought the only occasion where theyâd all come together would be for his funeral, and he didnât even expect that since most of them had been dead until a few months ago. Grateful and touched to see how many people where there because they loved him and Cas, Dean fought back some tears. While Garthâs kids waddled down the aisle, scattering white rose petals, Bobby squeezed Deanâs arm, as if he could sense all those thoughts whirling in his head. Dean nodded, linked their arms and let Bobby lead him down the aisle where Sammy already waited with a big grin and an even bigger stack of notes for his speech.
Back in the house, Charly gave Cas an encouraging smile and handed him a gorgeous bouquet of white and yellow flowers. âThank you for leading me down the aisle, I was made aware that that would usually be the responsibility of oneâs father...â âThereâs nothing usual about this wedding..â Charly teased him. âBesides, youâve been my bestie ever since we first met, of course Iâm gonna walk you down the aisle!â She linked their arms. âReady?â Cas nodded. âReady...â Leaning in, he added with a proud smirk â...bestieâ. The doors swung open and they stepped outside.
All heads turned around to see Cas, but he didnât even notice. He was completely captivated by the sight of his fiancĂ©, who let out a little gasp before breaking into a wide smile. His eyes made those cute crinkles that Cas loved so much and as he came closer, he could see a tear roll over Deanâs check. Usually, although Dean had become way more relaxed over the last months, Cas could always sense a lingering alertness in him. But now... he seemed completely at peace. Cas quickly blinked away some tears. He didnât want anything to cloud his vision, he needed to preserve this image in his mind. His navy-blue suit combined with a simple black tie and a white flower on the lapel suited Dean incredibly well. He was beautiful and Casâ heart skipped a beat at the thought that it was him who caused the pure adoration and happiness on Deanâs face.
Charlie led Cas towards him with excruciatingly slow steps. Dean could barely restrain himself from running towards them. Cas was indeed smoking hot in his black suit, the baby blue tie perfectly matching the color of his big, loving eyes. Their eyes locked and Cas smiled at him with his adorable alien head tilt. Dean took a deep breath in, smiling at his fiancé, whose eyes glistened suspiciously. Cas seemed completely awestruck, and Dean felt a little lightheaded like he always did when Cas looked at him like that... like he meant the world to him.
Charly placed Casâ hand in Deanâs. âHey handsome! Missed me last night?â Dean whispered with a wink. âHello Dean. I missed you very much indeedâ. Murmuring âMe tooâ, Dean softly leaned his forehead against Casâ. The grooms stood there for a moment with closed eyes and fond smiles on their faces, the longing for each other almost unbearable. Cas finally pulled away and stated softly: âYou are incredibly beautifulâ. He turned towards Sam. Dean blushed at the seriousness in Casâ voice and slowly turned to face his brother as well, not without glancing at Casâ concentrated face once more and shooting him a loving smile from the side. While Sam held his unsurprisingly deep and thoughtful speech, Cas slipped his hand into Deanâs, who squeezed it lightly in response.
When it was time to say their vows, Dean took Casâ hands in his and started shakily: âSo, uhm, Iâd like to start if thatâs okay. Cas â youâre my best friend. And youâre the love of my life. I never thought Iâd ever say something like that, I didnât exactly think love was in the cards for me. I never let anyone close. But you...â His furrowed brows softened, and he broke into a fond smile, adopting Casâ little head tilt. âYou immediately got to me â well, right after I stabbed you... Sorry for that, buddy.â He winked and Cas chuckled softly. Dean continued, his voice overflowing with love: âI love your weird, quirky personality. I love that youâre such an openhearted, adorable little dude and at the same time youâre brave, strong and one hell of a badass. You never stop surprising me. You have the most loving, pure and beautiful soul.â Deanâs voice started to crack. âYou know me better than anyone, heck, you probably even know me better than I know myself. You looked into my soul and you love me for exactly who I am, which is the best gift you could have ever given me.â Firmly holding Casâ gaze, he added seriously: âI promise to always love and support you unconditionally, in our human life together and beyond. Iâve been yours ever since you first laid a hand on me. And I swear I will be yours for all of eternity. I love you Cas, so damn much.â
Cas looked at him completely lovestruck, tears glistening in his eyes. In a low, gravelly voice he declared: âI never truly belonged anywhere. I never... functioned the way I was supposed to. And you made me realize that thatâs okay. That freedom and free will were more preferable than being a brainwashed soldier of heaven. You gave me your friendship, you made me part of your family. You taught me to love.â He cupped Deanâs face, gently brushing his thumb over Deanâs freckled cheeks. Squinting his eyes in adoration at the miracle before him, he added: âYou are the most perfect, selfless and loving human being I have ever known.â Tears started rolling down Deanâs cheeks, he still had a hard time accepting that someone â especially Cas â would think so highly of him. Receiving this praise in front of such a big audience made him blush. âDean, you are my home. I love you. Forever.â He pressed a soft kiss on Deanâs forehead and wiped away his tears. Dean almost drowned in his loving eyes, completely overwhelmed with affection.
Claire and Jack came up to give them their rings. Claire handed Cas a ring and whispered: âCongrats Ca... Dadâ. Cas froze up for a second, tilting his head, squinting his eyes, trying to understand if she really just meant that or if it had just slipped out on accident. When she gave him a shy confirming smile, he pulled her into a strong hug. Jack handed Dean a ring with a âHello Dadâ and a short hug, before tugging on Claireâs hand to pull her back to their seats. The almost married couple shared a confused look after what just happened, Dean opening his mouth to ask âDid they just call us..?â âI believe they didâ, Cas replied happily.
Sam moved on with the ceremony and let them repeat some more promises to each other before posing the final question: âDo you, Castiel, take Dean Winchester as your lawfully wedded husband?â Cas answered earnestly âI do.â Sam turned to Dean to repeat his question: âDo you, Dean Winchester, take Castiel as your lawfully wedded husband?â Dean grinned widely, eyes crinkling around the edges: âHell yeah, I do!â Sam asked them to exchange their rings to seal their bond and Cas took Deanâs hand gently in his. He slipped the ring on slowly, looking deeply into Deanâs beaming green eyes. Dean then slipped a ring onto Casâ finger, his fingertips lingering longer than necessary. Sam finally pronounced them â...husband and husband. You may now kiss your groom!â Under the roaring cheers of their loved ones, Dean cupped Casâ face while his husband pulled him close, arms wrapped around his waist. Their lips found each other easily, all of their adoration blooming into a chaste, soft kiss. Cas spontaneously bent Dean backwards, who gasped into his mouth in surprise, before letting himself fall into the strong embrace. Their kiss deepened, both too far gone to hear the excited cheers and whistles around them. It took them a while to gather the strength to break apart, foreheads resting against each other for one more moment before turning to the cheering crowd. Dean linked their hands and raised them up, as Sam exclaimed loudly: âI present to you Mr. and Mr. Winchester!â
The party afterwards was one for the books. Everyone had a blast and surprisingly enough, everyone got along perfectly, which wasnât exactly a given on a party were hunters and supernatural beings came together. Donnaâs and Jodyâs wedding cake was mind-blowingly delicious. It was a white cake with three tiers and a figurine of the happy couple on top, wearing their trademark flannel and trenchcoat. When they cut the cake open, it revealed a colorful surprise. The top tier was colored like the bisexual pride flag. The second tier was chocolate-brown and the bottom tier looked like a rainbow flag. Dean insisted on feeding Cas with some cake and âaccidentallyâ smeared frosting on Casâ face. After he had kissed it away shamelessly, which earned them loud cheers and whistles from their guests, Dean pulled his husband onto the dance floor for their first dance.
They both didnât exactly know how to dance, but it didnât matter. They were just happy to feel the comforting warmth of their bodies against each other and melted into a tight embrace. As they were swaying gently, eyes closed and faces buried in each otherâs necks, they didnât realize that the first song had long blended into the next one. After a couple of songs, Dean opened his eyes for a moment, watching all the people he loved enjoy themselves. Jody and Donna slow-danced next to them and Eileen tried to teach Sam how to dance, hoping not to get her toes crushed. The brothers exchanged a big smile that said: âWeâre so damn luckyâ. Rowena stood at the DJ-table with Gabe, brushing a hand over his arm and whispering something in his ear. Crowley and Benny seemed to hit it off at the bar and Claire and Jack tried to teach Sonny some âtictoc-danceâ, whatever that was, while Miracle excitedly jumped around their feet. Dean closed his eyes again and sank even deeper into the feeling of Casâ arms wrapped around him.
The party carried on deep into the night, roaring rock classics long having replaced the quiet couple-dance music, everyone partying on the dance floor or sharing stories and laughs at the bar. As the newlyweds sat down to chat with Sam and Eileen over some drinks, Cas looked at his husband lovingly. He was overjoyed to see Dean beaming happily from being among all the people he loved, no danger in sight. As Dean caught Cas starring, he gave him a gentle peck and got up. He linked their hands as they strolled towards the lake, the party sounds fading into low background noises. They leaned up against each other, the reflections of stars and fairy lights glistening on the water as they held each other close in the cold night air. Dean nuzzled his nose into Casâ hair and pressed a gentle kiss on his head. Cas turned to see Deanâs glowing eyes and pulled him into a long, achingly tender kiss. They were home.
Dean and Cas are getting married!đđ
Happy Valentineâs Destiel Wedding Day everyone!
Thanks @bonchickabelle for your support!
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~2,8k words
âAre you nervous?â Sam teased Dean, who stood in front of the mirror, tugging his tie straight. He thought about it for a moment âExcited? Sure, canât wait to see Cas again after you forced us to spend last night apart for some stupid tradition. Nervous? No. Itâs Cas Iâm marrying.â Sam smiled knowingly, already half out the door. âIâm very happy for you two!â Alone again, Deanâs eyes drifted back to the mirror and he placed his hand on his shoulder, right over Casâ handprint. He meant what he had said to Sam. It had been the first night they had been apart since he got Cas back and he barely slept. He had just felt wrong without hearing Casâ gentle breaths, without being able to wrap his arms around the former angel and without feeling the weight of Casâ head on his chest. But was he nervous? Not at all. He was almost surprised at how calm he felt. Heâd never been this sure about anything in his life. After today, he would never have to spend another night without Cas.
Everything was perfect. Everyone they knew had insisted on helping with the wedding in one way or another. Sam wanted to officiate them, he got his license as soon as he heard the happy news. Eileen had taken the grooms separately to shop for wedding suits, Jack had promised them a warm, sunny day and handmade the invitations with Claire. Jody and Donna had baked their wedding cake, Ellen and Jo contributed a dozen homemade pies, Bobby took care of the bar and the catering. Garth and Bess promised to capture the whole day on their cameras. Gabe offered to be their DJ and Ash took care of all the technical stuff. Rowena had promised them truly magical fireworks at night, while Crowley and Benny were in charge of the security, although that shouldnât be necessary ever since Jack became god.
Charlie and Dorothy had not only offered their vast, beautiful property as their wedding venue, they had also taken care of the decorations. The ceremony was set to take place on the Southern side of their house. An aisle led through rows of white chairs up to a little lake in front of which they had placed a rectangular wooden arc, decorated with greenery and big white flowers that stood out brightly against the blue water in the background. The Western side of the house was already equipped with a big dance floor around which tables, a big buffet and a bar had been set up. To top it all off, Charly and Dorothy had hanged fairy lights in every single tree on their property, which would create a magical atmosphere at night.
Lost in thoughts, Dean adjusted the flower on his lapel and smiled at the mirror. He never thought that he â Dean fucking Winchester â would ever get married. And yet here he was. His phone buzzed and his smile became even wider as he saw who texted him.
[Cas 10:34] Dean?
[Dean 10:35] Whatâs up? Donât tell me youâre getting cold feet nowđ
[Cas 10:37] No, my feet are perfectly fine, why would they be cold?
Dean rolled his eyes, amused at his fiancĂ©âs confusion.
[Dean 10:37] Not literally, thatâs an expression for someone who has second thoughts on their wedding day. Whatâs going on?
[Cas 10:38] Oh. I see. Iâm nervous that I might act weird because I donât know all wedding customs. So I wanted to ask if you could maybe help me out when Iâm about to make a fool out of myself.
[Dean 10:39] Sure thing, sunshine, but donât worry about acting right, itâs your wedding day, all you have to do is enjoy it. And everybody here knows youâre a little weirdđ
Without a knock, Charlie barged in. âWhatâs up bitch, you ready? Cause your fiancĂ© is and heâs smokinâ hot.â She winked as she noticed Deanâs blushing cheeks. âYeah, Iâm ready. Whereâs Bobby?â âAlready waiting downstairs for you. I have to go, see you in a fewâ.  As quick as she had come, she disappeared again. Dean took another glance at the mirror to make sure everything was perfect before he left the room.
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