Marry

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It was almostimpossible to not think about a wedding growing up. Even a tom boywould have thought about it a bit just with Disney movies and such soeven if someone wasn't dreaming of finding love and marrying whetherto have children or not everyone has at least had a passing thoughtof being married. Whether it was about the wedding, the marriage, oreven the type of person they would spend their life with.


You had of coursethought of it to. As you aged you thought about it less and less. Thechance of finding someone you'd want to marry seemed harder andharder to think you'd one day find. No one seemed good enough. Youwanted someone like Castiel. An animal lover, a serious but caringman. A person you could count on when your back was against the wall.Someone who would if it was needed turn his back on everything foryou. Selfish? Maybe? Okay, probably. But it was what you wanted, andyou would give it back in return.


Today you had on awhite dress you had made by yourself. It was silky feeling andsightly shiny, it came down to gracefully sweep the floor, the topwas corseted. It was a challenge to make but somehow you figured itout. It cinched you up and you did lacing sleeves that went to yourelbows. You had a veil done in Irish Crochet by Christine and wassomething new, she also crochet a little flower around a shiny pennywith a blue ribbon around the top and a lobster clasp to clip aroundyour strappy white kitten heeled shoes, which got the 'and a penny inyour shoe' and something blue, while Rosemary let her borrow a goldenlocket that rested on your collar bone for something borrowed andsomething old.


Something old

Something new

Somethingborrowed

Something blue

and a penny inyour shoe.


The wedding was a simple affair but it was an amazing one. You gotmarried under an old oak tree there were no bride's maids or groom'smen because neither of you wanted that. Didn't want a maid of honorsince technically it was that if you died from the time of theengagement to the alter that he'd marry her instead and best manbeing a best man with a sword. You had no need for that, you didn'teven bother with a officiant.


Christine and Rosemary had sewn little (wedding color) dresses forSpice, Misu, and Ginger. Between Castiel's love of guinea pigs, thembeing his favorite animal out of all the animals he loves and youthought it'd be cute. The three girls were your flower girls.


When you came to him, he wore a white suit with baby blue tie and hishair combed. When you came to him he let out a husky whisper of yourname as he lifted your veil up to see your face and reached forewordto cup your face.


You exchanged your vows. He said them all in Enochen and you wereable to understand it somehow. Maybe it was that you heard himhumming it and could understand the basics of what he said. Your vowswere slipped from your lips were for him and him alone.


We kissed sealing us as husband and wife. You went into that kisswith him being your lover, your fiancee, and pulled away with himstill being your lover but now being your husband.


Here you guysgo. I purposefully didn't do the vows because I wanted it to be morewhat you would do for Cas and if you didn't understand that youwhispered your vows into his ear. 

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