Rin's never been to a wedding before. And, truthfully, he's just happy to be at one. The fact that it's a wedding for Dean and Castiel is better. He likes them, a lot -- Dean and Cas. Maybe even something deeper than that that's hard for Rin to really understand; the same kind of whole and complicated love he feels for his friends back at home, people like Shiemi and Suguro. Dean is a lot of what Rin's father was, and everything Rin wants to be, and Castiel earns Rin's respect, in a way that still makes Rin a little nervous.

The ceremony is nice, and small, and weirdly comforting, and now Rin has a chance to dig into the food, and get himself hamburger, and pie, and a bunch of things that were normally too expensive for him to have had every day as a younger kid.

He stops with a loaded plate of food in front of a bucket on a table, full of ice and a bunch of beer, in different colored bottles. The labels are colorful and the names are curious. Rin stares at them for a little too long, considering whether he could get away with it. The last time he'd drank, when he'd ended up accidentally downing some of Shura's wine coolers, he'd ended up moody. But this was different than back then.