Wedding

[godless_son]

Two weeks ago Castiel had been sure, at least for a little while, that this was not going to happen. The difference between knowing about your fiance's massacre and seeing it in full screen is very different, but Dean is forgiving and he is a good partner and as Castiel tries and fails yet again to make his hair lie flat, he decides not to include that particular tidbit in his vows.

Everything is reportedly set up, thanks to Mike and Neil, and he can hear the murmurs of the guests walking through the house to the backyard where the tables, chairs, and food await. The documents are signed, he and Dean having chosen to do that in private yesterday after Castiel's last class but the vows are different, he feels. Neither of them are terribly verbally demonstrative but he hopes very much that his are deemed appropriate. He carefully slips on his jacket, knowing that Robin will have words for him if it's not kept neat for at least the vows and fusses with the blue tie and pocket square that he'd been warned by Robin was not to be utilized for any rag-like purposes. Letting out a steady breath he stares at his reflection, at the very human looking man about to engage in a human ceremony with the Righteous Man he pulled from Hell. He frowns, head tilting as he looks for himself in all of that, for the thousands of years old warrior of the Lord with the wrath of Heaven behind him and decides he rather prefers the version that is still having trouble keeping his hair neat and whose biggest worry of the day is avoiding embarrassing himself during the vows. It is very strange and Heaven will never forgive him for it and he could not be happier.

He gives the stubborn curl spring up in front of his ear a furious swipe with his thumb and checks once more that Dean's ring is in his pocket before stepping out across the hallway to knock on their door. "Dean," he murmurs, "Are you ready?"

Dean feels half strangled by the tie. Long gone are the days disguises and aliases were needed - the last tie he bothered to throw around his neck is probably years past, but this is his wedding, and he means to look nice.

“Yeah,” he calls, adjusting the green silk at his throat a last, futile time. “Just.” He releases it with a sigh. He knows himself well enough to know he’s only nervous, and he passes a hand through his combed hair and takes a few deep breaths before he turns to the door, pausing with his hand on the knob.

“Am I supposed to see you? Is that a thing?”

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[jianhuo]

Saffron is pretty sure she's never been to a wedding quite like this one, small and haphazard in a charming sort of way. It fits the two men well, though, and she watches with a fond smile and Church seated beside her as one of the most important men in her life pledges himself to someone who's undoubtedly good for him, in many ways.

The gathering afterward is casual, with the small amount of guests, and Saffron of course has brought plenty of food to go around, both sides that pair well with the meat and a variety of desserts. She makes sure what she'd provided is set out and ready for folks to help themselves, then goes to find her boyfriend and a beer and enjoy the celebration.

[godless_son]

"Thank you for coming," Castiel announces, suddenly appearing next to Helen and thrusting a beer awkwardly into her personal space. "Also thank you for providing a large percentage of the food. I am not a good cook."

[jianhuo]

Saffron starts when Castiel is suddenly next to her and handing her a beer, but recovers quickly enough, taking it from him with a smile. "Oh, you're very welcome, I was happy to help," she replies. "I love to cook, and even more so for a group. And congratulations, to both of you. I don't think I've ever seen Dean look happier."

[godless_son]

"I'm glad that you think so," he sighs, shooting Dean a soppy look across the yard. "He makes me very happy and I hope that I am able to do the same. This i s all very strange, of course, but I think it is for him as well."

[jianhuo]

"I may be wrong, but I'd guess this isn't something either of you ever expected for yourselves," Saffron says gently, following Castiel's gaze to Dean before looking back at him with a soft smile. "If you're happy together, that's the important thing."

[godless_son]

"No, it certainly was not," he confirms. "The concept of love was still outside my grasp only a handful of years ago and Dean was in a living Hell. But I am very happy with him and I think he is with me, as well."

[jianhuo]

It's easier now, with enough time having passed and with her own life having moved forward, for Saffron to be genuinely happy for Dean and Castiel and what they've found in each other. She resists the urge to look over at Church and wonder if maybe she's finally found something of her own, something she thought she would never have.

"Well, I hope that happiness continues," Saffron replies. "The house is lovely. I don't think I got a chance to say that when I was here before."

[godless_son]

"Thank you, I am very fond of it, creaky floors and questionable roof and all," he says, the closest he gets to gushing.

"Dean picked out the paint for the outside based on my eye color and I did the same with the kitchen for him. I've never had a place, a physical place that feels...safe and warm."

[jianhuo]

"How sweet," Saffron says, and means it. She can't really imagine doing something quite so sentimental herself, but she does love a romantic gesture, and she thinks it's very cute.

[always_enduphere]

"Thanks for not letting us starve," says Dean as he arrives at her side, neck bent to kiss her cheek before he hands her a fresh beer. "Cas didn't trust me with more than burgers, and I didn't trust him not to try forcing quinoa down everybody's throats."

[jianhuo]

She smiles at the kiss to her cheek, taking the offered beer and returning the gesture, curling a hand around Dean's lapel in a light grip before he can fully straighten so she can reach. "Of course," Saffron replies fondly. "I always enjoy cooking for a special occasion, and this one's more special than most."

She leans in, a little conspiratorially, dropping her voice to a near whisper. "I made a pie special for you and hid it in your fridge," she says. "That's for later. Up to you if you want to share it with your new husband."

[always_enduphere]

"I did leave the 'what's mine is yours' thing out of the vows," says Dean with a smile, even if it's true in all things already. "But I could share. Maybe." Dean's voice drops to match hers. "What kind is it?"

[jianhuo]

"Cherry, of course," Saffron says. She wouldn't have dreamed of making anything but Dean's favorite. "You just need to warm it a little and you're all set."

[always_enduphere]

"I shouldn't say this since I'm actually married to one, but you are an angel," says Dean with feeling, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You got tall, dark, and not Dr. McCoy wrapped around your finger yet?"

[jianhuo]

Saffron laughs softly, her arm going around Dean's waist in response. "I don't know about that, but he is pretty great," she says, unmistakable fondness in her expression as she glances over to where Church is standing nearby. "I've got no complaints."

[memoryisthekey]

I think I've been to more parties and weddings the last couple of months than I have my whole life. Is there anyone in this damn place you don't know?" Humor, the last refuge of a guy who's been silently freaking out the last hour or so. Maybe because I remember doing something like this, back then, back in his life and it still fucking hurts way more than I want it to. I mean, I know I said I'd forget her, but I didn't forget-forget her and that... I don't know how to deal with those feelings.

Especially not when I'm with her. With some one who makes me as happy as I was then, when we were... a family.

[jianhuo]

"I think there are a few folks I don't know yet," Saffron replies with a grin as she slips her hand into Church's, threading their fingers together. "You don't have to come with me to everything, if you don't want, honey. I'm a pretty social person." She'd miss him if he wasn't with her, of course, would maybe even leave whatever she was at early, but she isn't about to try and pressure him into attending every single social gathering she goes to if he's not up for it.

[memoryisthekey]

"I'm good tonight, just don't expect this all the time." Because most of the time, I don't get civilians. Or, I do, but since I technically never was one, it feels like I'm playing a part in some kind of fucked-up drama. Or a comedy. Or some sci-fi hybrid craziness.

[jianhuo]

"Fair enough," she says, her expression fond as she looks up at him. Saffron may thrive off human interaction and contact with others, but she knows full well not everyone's like that. And she knows her boyfriend isn't quite the social butterfly she is.

Lifting onto her toes, she gives him a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you for coming with me to this."

[memoryisthekey]

I wrap my arms around her, which - wouldn't anyone? But really I'm happy to do her the favor. She wants to be social, I can pretend to be social. Besides, there's usually some pretty good food at these things.

"I think you'll owe me. Maybe some time at the gun range? Maybe the gym?"

[jianhuo]

"I think since I'm the one who owes you, that means it's your choice," Saffron replies. She could do either of those things with him, though the gym isn't really her forte. She supposes it depends on which gym he picks. "I'll go along with whatever you decide."

[memoryisthekey]

"Sounds like a plan." Not that I'm going to drag her to where they do that, what's it called? MMA? That shit. It's definitely not her kind of thing and I don't want her uncomfortable. Maybe I can think of something else.

Man, I need to get some hobbies outside of work, gym and eating her cooking.

[jianhuo]

She's not too worried about whatever it is Church is going to pick, as long as it means spending time with him. "I was going to get a beer," Saffron says. "Want one?"

[memoryisthekey]

"Love one." Weddings have open bars, right? We're not paying for this are we?

Shit, that probably doesn't matter. Whatever.

[jianhuo]

"Coming right up." She kisses him, then goes to grab two beers, coming back a minute later and handing him one. "There's actually a place I've been thinking of checking out, called Off the Wall. Have you heard of it or been there?"