Knight in shining armor - Knight!Dean Winchester x Princess!Reader - Chapter 17 - The End
And it all was so obvious as you and Dean walked, holding hands, down the small forest. Your father had made his decision and it was all well-accepted by you and Dean.
You turned your head to look at him with a small smile that got just a little bigger as you saw his forest-green orbs shining brightly and his freckles like small stars shining because of the warm mid-day light shining over him. It was such abeautiful day. Pretty warm, but not too much. There were birds singing in the far distance as you could hear and even a small warm breeze was blowing. The rustling of the leaves gave you such a relaxed feeling that you just could not help but remember that one first time you had come with Dean here and were about to kiss. It was all before everything had started. Before all of this had started. But now it was over- It was going to be over. During such a beautiful say… it actually felt a shame that you were both going to die on such a day.
Dean’s hand took hold of yours, both your hands were bound together by a rope attached to a longer one that a soldier in front of you had hold of. You smiled ever so faintly at Dean looking deeply in his shining eyes- shining because of the welled up tears. But he refused to shed them and so did you. Your father had made his decision and you were both willing to accept it. Well, Dean had raised objections of course when the first words had been said but you were not taking no for an answer.
“Very well” your father had said, all emotion draining from his face and eyes.
“If this is what you want. Then so shall be it. You will be both be hanged tomorrow morning at the forest and till then you shall spend your last few hours here with him. Just so that you see what you are giving your life for.” he hissed the last words, his voice dripping with venom, as if it was filth.
“No” Dean had breathed out “No! No don’t you dare!” he had snapped, quickly getting on his feet but being held back by soldiers before he could make a move, you as well.
“You won’t do this” you had never heard this much fear in Dean’s voice before.
“She asked for it herself and that is how it’s going to be” your father had looked at Dean with such a hard look “You will both die. And you-” he had approached Dean, looking at him dead serious “-will die with her blood in your hands. Because it will be you that have caused her death.”
And he had dismissed you after that, ordering the soldiers to lock the both of you up and of course some to guard Henry’s room so that he would not escape and try to save you.
So here you were now. Walking the final steps to your death. Brought to you by your own father, oh wasn’t that pure luck.
He smiled ever so faintly at you as well but you could see the pain through it. You knew very well why that was.
“We’re going to be together” you whispered, just like you had done the previous night “I’m not going to let you go on the other side without me.”
“So I’m pretty much stuck with you for an eternity?” the corners of his lips lifted just slightly.
“Hey!” you said still in a low and slightly hoarse voice “I should be the one complaining” you let out a humorless chuckle that was cut by a sob, even if you tried to hold it back.
Dean’s smile immediately fell as even a tear slipped your eyes. You quickly brushed it off, trying to act brave but it was near impossible. Your throat felt tight and your eyes stung with tears. But it was not only because of the fact that you were about to die. It was because of the fear of being without him. Not being with Dean was a thought that made your heart tighten insufferably inside your chest.
Dean opened his mouth, ready to speak. His own face had fell and you could see his own lower lip tremble. He was ready to speak but before he could dare utter a word he was jerked forward by the rope tied to his hands, just like you were. You stumbled a little, almost falling which actually made Dean glare hard at them, a small growl leaving his lips.
You both soon had walked the small stairs up to the gallows. You looked straight in the eyes of your father as he stood a few feet away, a cold look in his eyes- not a single regret. You had come to the point to think that you did not recognize this man anymore. You did not see your mother here, and you didn’t have to guess that he had (like with Henry) ordered to keep her inside till all of this was over. You could see him still glaring at Dean but he turned his head from him to look at one of the soldiers that was there close to you.
He nodded his head, the soldier doing the same. Not many words were said but they weren’t needed anyway. He moved so that he placed the noose around your necks. Now it hang loose but you knew that it soon would not be this way. Inactual reality it had started to feel a little tight, as you felt as if you could not even swallow properly, although it was not near that. The soldier moved to the side as he took hold of the handle there. He squeezed it tight, ready to move it.
In just the few seconds left you turned your head to look at Dean who had his own head turned, already looking at you. You both smiled at each other, just a small way of trying to reassure each other. You wanted to reach out to him, to even hold his hand but you couldn’t with how they had tied your hands. You only looked at each other deeply in the eyes, not for a second wanting to break eye contact. Even till your last moments. You were going to die, yes. The both of you, yes. By your own father at that, yes. But if you died and had as a last image each other then- things did not seem all so bad.
“I love you” you whispered, your voice hoarse.
The soldier squeezed the handle more tight.
“I love you too” he whispered back.
He turned his head to look at your father.
“Always?” you asked back in a whisper.
Your father gave him a nod.
“Always and forever, sweetheart” he smirked just slightly and reassuringly.
And he pulled the handle.
The floor beneath you opened and in a swift movement it felt as if the entire ground was swept from your feet and you-
Woke up with a jolt.
Your eyes were wide and your heart was beating rapidly in your chest. It felt ready to break out of it and you put a hand on top of it. You tried to take in deep breaths to sooth yourself down.
It was all a dream.
Of course you thought as a smile spread on your lips.
“Baby?” a voice next to you was heard and you immediately turned your head to look at him.
You met the worried eyes of Dean Winchester.
“Hey, sorry. I woke you up, didn’t I?” you whispered apologetically.
“Mhm Hadn’t fallen asleep properly yet” he shrugged slightly, a small grin on his lips as he ran his hand down your bare arm, moving it to ran his fingers down your bare spine.
You smiled sheepishly down at him, a small blush creeping up your cheeks and you tightened the hold of the silk sheet over your bare chest.
“Sorry again, though” you mumbled as you moved so that you could lay back down next to him, laying your head on his bare chest.
“What was it about?” he asked in a low voice.
“Nothing, it was nothing” you shook your head, trying to brush it off.
Dean tightened slightly his grip on you “(Y/n)” he sighed “I’ve had a fair amount of nightmares myself, most of them being these weeks for that matter. It is not nothing” he insisted.
You let a small sigh “I- It was a nightmare. You- you and I got hanged. We died. That’s all.” you ended up whispering.
Dean’s hold on you tightened a little bit and you let out a small content sigh. He kissed your forehead softly and you closed your eyes for a second.
“It was just a dream” he whispered soothingly “It was just a dream. None of that was real”
You nodded your head at him “I know. I know.” you opened your eyes to look up at him “It’s just- I’m still a little shaken after all of that” you shrugged slightly.
“I know” he whispered in a rough voice. It had been just a few hours ago that he was locked inside a cell and now – as much hard as it was – he was here with you. Holding you and not letting go ever again.
Who would have thought that all it took was for you to say how you actually felt to convince your father that you truly loved him. Your father seemed reluctant for a second but when he could really see how you felt about Dean there really was no choice for him to make. You were going to live just like Dean would. The two of you together.
Dean kissed your forehead softly. He kissed again a little lower and lower till his lips moved to your cheek and then he placed a kiss on your lips. And another. And another.
“Maybe I could do something to make you feel a little better?” you could hear and feel the small smirk on his lips.
You let out a small giggle, proceeding to hum “Mhm somebody wants a second round?” you mumbled in between the kisses.
“You mean third? Or wait fourth? Maybe more. I’ve really lost count with you” he said, a deep chuckle leaving his lips, his chest rumbling making you giggle yourself.
“I think fourth, now that you’re talking about it” you mumbled, as he moved to kiss your neck “But I’m kinda sore so-maybe if we could, you know, in the morning…?” you ended up asking, looking up at him a little shyly but he only smiled down at you, warmly.
“It’s ok. Only when you want to” he said, kissing your forehead.
“Thank you” you whispered as he laid back down, pulling your body close to his again and you rested your head on his chest again, his arms moving to wrap around your form.
You let out a small content sigh, closing your eyes momentarily just enjoying the warmth Dean provided you.
“You know-” his voice broke the silence, making your eyes open to look up at him.
He chuckled a little to himself before speaking again “You scared the hell outta me down there” you could not help a small giggle at hearing him speak the way he usually did, no formalities.
“I- I got scared that for a moment he was going to-” he swallowed, the frown evident on his features “That he was going to say yes and decide to kill us both. And it’s not that I am scared about me, it’s- it’s you- it’s you that I don’t even wanna think of something happening to” he ended up whispering, his eyes looking up at the ceiling or around at the curtains of the bed, but not at you.
Your body stiffen just slightly and you pursed your lips in a thin line, a frown set on your face as well.
“Would you-” you swallowed “Would you ever consider, stopping this before it all came down to that? Me begging my father for both our lives?” you asked tentatively.
He glanced at you for a second, letting out a sigh “I would never consider stopping this for anything” he let a small chuckle soon after that “Which is ironic cause I actually did, once. But- Truth is if I’d ever consider stopping this forever?No. No I wouldn’t. Call me selfish o-or greedy but I just- I guess you could say I am addicted”
“… To me?” you breathed out, biting your lip,
He looked down at you, a wide grin spread on his face- or more like a smirk “That surprised?” he raised an eyebrow “You’re pretty much addictive, you know” his voice was lower than before, his one hand running over your bare waist.
Goosebumps created all over your skin and you bit your lip, looking away from him shyly; a dark blush rising up our cheeks “Dean” you moaned slightly.
“I love it when you say my name that way” he almost purred in pleasure, pressing his lips to your cheek.
“Dean” you almost whined this time, hiding your face at the crook of his neck.
He laughed out loudly at this, kissing the top of your head this time and moving to lay back down on his back, his eyes looking at the ceiling again.
“But you know, now that I think about it. Maybe there is one thing that would make me want to stop this” he let out a rather sad sigh, his eyes closing for a moment.
“A-and that would be?” you really did not know if you wanted to hear the answer or not.
“What you want” he breathed out, glancing at you for a second.
“When you were with Henry I- I actually thought for a second that there was no point in fighting for you. You-” he sighed “It was obvious how you wanted him. Only him and honestly that was hard to take. I watched you fall for him more and more and I just could not take it. But you looked happy and I thought that if at least you were happy then so should I. Hard yeah I know but- if you think about it with him you actually where whereas with me you were always either hiding or having to be careful not to be seen. Really, when the heck did I ever make you happy without you having to worry? About the both of us at that” he shook his head “I thought for a second that finally you were getting what you actually deserved, somebody you actually deserved. All I could do was bring you pain and-”
“Dean” you wanted to shout at him but it only came out breathlessly and almost in horror. It instantly got his attention and he turned his head to look at you, stopping what he was saying. He frowned at you and you, with pursed lips and a deep frown, shook your head at him.
“No” you whispered “No.”
You brought one hand up and cupped his cheek. As he was about to open his mouth and question you, you pressed your lips to his. His eyes fluttered shut, he did not move for a little while and only let you kiss him.
“What?” he asked, pulling just slightly away to look at you with a frown. You looked down at him as you had crawled over and on top of him.
“Weren’t you sore?” he raised an eyebrow.
“Was. ” you pressed a kiss over his lips “Not anymore.” another on his jaw “Besides-” another under his jaw “Need-” you kissed over his jawline “-to get these fucking stupid ideas-” you peppered kisses down to his chest “-outta your mind” you licked occasionally “Now”
“Really?” Dean breathed out in disbelief, mostly at what you were doing, and you looked up at him from where you were kissing his abdomen , a small smirk on your lips.
“Well, I said now, didn’t I?” you smirked at him and he only grinned widely.
A small chuckle left his lips “Oh I’m a terrible influence”
“Nah” you shrugged, smiling widely and winking at him.
It was certainly going to be a long night.
You let a small yawn as Anna combed through your hair “You didn’t get much sleep, my princess?” she asked and you could literally hear the smirk in her voice.
You giggle “Nope. Not much. But hey can you blame me?” you raised an eyebrow at her and she laughed as well.
“I’m just a little sad he was not here when I woke up” you added in a mutter, looking down at your hands.
“But the maids had to prepare him for breakfast princess, it is not that simple anymore. He is the future king after all.”
“The maids?” you frowned.
“Yes. They came this morning while you were still sleeping. Woke him up and led him to the royal baths and later onwould lead him to his new room to get him dressed. You are not to share a room before the wedding even if you already have… yeah” she chuckled to herself.
“Oh is that so” she nodded her head at your words, giving you the final touches “Then maybe we can go by there if you’re done.”
“No, hey- no need for that ok? I can do it myself, alright? Just- just stop for a second and listen damn it” Dean groaned in exasperation. Maybe being a royal was not an easy task in the end.
“We’re sorry but we were ordered to take care of you and prepare you for the breakfast, my lord” one of the maids said, looking down. Since he was actually not a prince or had any other royal title he was always going to be addressed as my lord, till of course your wedding.
“Well he can sure as hell prepare himself pretty well now.” you said, crossing your arms in front of your chest as soon as you entered the room.
He seemed to let a small sigh of relief though he was too amused to care about that now. How could he not be after all?
“My princess-” one of them dared to speak “But the king ordered us to-” you didn’t let her finish of course.
“Forget what my father ordered you to do. I now order you to go tide my room and leave Dean on his freaking own. He’s got hands of his own, I’m sure he can take care of himself.” you said, smiling sarcastically at Dean but still glaring at him.
“Y-yes my princess” she replied, giving you a bow; as did the rest and they all left the room along with Anna.
You closed it as soon as the left and it didn’t take a second for your attention to be again on him as he started laughing out loudly.
“Something funny?” you raised an eyebrow at him, lips pursed in a thin line and hands on your hips.
“Well actually-” he could hardly keep his laughter “You know you didn’t have to snap at them like that. Poor girl seemed about to have a heart attack from looking at your glare. Maybe thought you were going to kill her.”
“Excuse me?” you scoffed.
“Come on they were just trying to do their job, maybe a little unsuccessfully since I was not co-operating but- still.” he shrugged, though the wide grin was still on his face.
“Of course they were” you rolled your eyes “Which is why you are standing half naked right here”
Dean laughed “Oh is that a hint of jealousy I’m seeing there?” a wide smirk covered his lips, especially as he saw your eyes widen for a second.
You laughed, rolling your eyes “As if”
“Oh but I think you are” he teased you, taking a few small steps closer to you.
“Shut up” you grumbled “I’m not jealous”
“Ok ok” he raised his hands in surrender “Whatever you say”
“I’m not, Dean!” you insisted “I just don’t get why they would have to- to do all that and- you’re practically naked- half naked, ok details. But point is- that- that-” you groaned in frustration “Just shut up! I’m not jealous, alright? I’m not!”
“Alright! Alright! I didn’t say you were. Nope” he shrugged, pretending innocent.
“But if I must say…” he came even closer to you, a smirk on his lips “You look absolutely adorable when you’re not jealous” he grinned widely as you groaned in frustration.
You were about to turn and leave but he caught you in the middle of that, his arms encircling your waist and not let you go. He pressed your back to his chest and you felt the deep rumble of it as he laughed wholeheartedly.
“Sorry sorry” he said, still laughing slightly “Sorry” he mumbled, his face buried at the crook of your neck for a little while “It’s just-” he looked up at you with a way-too-adorable-for-your-heart-to-take look “It makes me really happy to know you feel the same”
“I thought you’d know by now” you muttered, your arms still crossed over your chest; you were still playing hard.
“Oh trust me after last night every inch of doubt vanished for sure” he laughed and you could not help a small smile either; though you tried to not let him see.
He chuckled slightly “But what I meant is that- it’s nice to see I am not the only one getting possessive sometimes. It’s nice to know that you want me to be only yours just like I want you to be mine. And only mine.” he mumbled, pressing his lips to your neck in a soft kiss. And another. And another. And another.
If it was hard to hide your smile before, it now was impossible. But that just did not mean you were going to give him the satisfaction.
“Whatever” you rolled your eyes, pushing him away “Just get dressed Winchester. My father is waiting for us. And don’t take long or else-” you tried to put on a serious face, pointing a finger on him.
“Just get done quickly. I’ll be waiting outside”
“As you wish my princess” he said, bowing at you though a smirk was on his lips.
You visibly rolled your eyes at him but tried to keep the smile at bay as much as possible.
He winked at you and chuckled as you sent him a small glare, but exited the room to let him get ready on his own.
“Well finally!” your father exclaimed with a smile as soon as you and Dean entered the dining room.
“Sorry, it took a little while to get ready” you said with a small laugh.
“It better be that cause I am too young to be a grandfather already” your father said with a deep chuckle your mother laughing slightly along with him, shaking her head, and your own eyes widened.
“Dad!” you hissed but Dean chuckled as well, only to earn a glare from you.
It made him shut up for a second but you could still see him laugh a little when you turned your head away.
“Come, seat” he gestured to you.
You sighed softly, making your way to your already set place. You looked at Dean who seemed a little reluctant, thinking once again if this was where he should really seat or if he was supposed to take his place behind your father’s seat.
“Dean” you said softly and his attention snapped to you “Seat” you smiled reassuringly and he nodded slowly.
He took his seat next to you, but still seemed to be deep in thought, his eyes roaming the entire place; worried about everybody’s looks. That was something you felt as well so you could relate to him. But for the moment you were among your family, your loved ones and the ones hat knew you and accepted you so you did not have- you did not want to think about that. You only wanted to enjoy this for now and when the time came you knew everybody would in the end accept it. And if they didn’t? Well, you did not want to care. As long as you were with Dean you had all you wanted.
“Hey” you whispered softly, placing a hand over his. You only smiled at him and he did not need you to say anything to realize what you meant to say. What you were saying with your eyes.
He smiled as well, letting a small sigh and you smiled even more at it. You leaned in to press your lips to his in a kiss but the second your lips touched his, he immediately pulled away. You would have laughed at the look on his face, especially the wide eyes. If you were not feeling quiet offended anyway.
“What?” you asked.
“What what?” he whisper-hissed “Your father’s here!” the look on his eyes was certainly one to make you laugh.
“You’re kidding me right?”
“What? No!” and the funniest thing was that he actually meant it.
“Dean, do I need to remind you how he found us just the previous morning?”
“…No.” he cleared his throat awkwardly “But even if he did, we do not have to actually show it so openly”
You bit your tongue to keep yourself from snapping at him. It actually was getting too irrational.
“So Dean-” your father spoke up, effectively getting your attention away “-I hope you found your new room and bedquite comfortable”
Dean smiled “Uh yeah I d-”
“He didn’t really have time to check it out much” you cut Dean off before he could continue “He slept at my room last night” you said casually, but actually made Dean’s eyes widen.
Your father chuckled “I should have guessed”
“Wow poor Dean. She’s already ruining you huh?” Arthur asked sarcastically but you could not help but have a small smile on your lips as you glared playfully at him.
Dean chuckled, feeling a little more at ease “Maybe it is my doing”
“Maybe” Arthur shrugged “But I feel sorry for you.”
“Arthur!” Morgana exclaimed, glaring at him.
“What?” he asked shrugging “I actually feel sorry for both of you now that I think about it” he seemed to talk mostly to himself.
“Me and (Y/n)?” Dean frowned.
“You and Sa- Ow!” he cut himself off before he could finish his sentence.
“What was that for!?” he asked, turning to look at Morgana with a frown.
“Just shut up and eat your breakfast” she glared at him, certainly meaning to say more than she already was.
Dean could not help but frown too but you certainly had a knowing smile on your face. He shook his own head but smiled nonetheless. Maybe Arthur’s jokes were a little out of taste, or at least for Morgana anyway. Mostly because she did not want anyone else to know anything about her and Sam but the end result was Dean relaxing so that was what mattered. He seemed more at ease now. It didn’t look as if he felt out of place completely.
“Forgive Arthur, Dean” your mother spoke to him with a gentle smile.
Dean smiled just barely “It’s ok. I don’t mind. I actually appreciate your trying to make me comfortable.” he shrugged.
“Dean” she sighed “There is absolutely no need to thank us. You are part of the family. You always were, now it’s just more official”
“Yeah… probably not the way it should though” he clenched his jaw, looking down at his own food and you let a sigh of your own. Before you could speak though, your father did.
“It is just the right way, Dean” your father spoke in a firm but a little sad voice tone “I know-” he stopped himself for a moment and looked down “I know that they way I acted at first was not right. I felt guilty about it from the beginning, don’t doubt about it. I only forced myself to do what I was about to because I thought it was the right thing to do. I did not want it in the least bit, though, please believe that.” he looked at him sincerely. It didn’t even surprise you how he was being so honest and open with Dean, seeing as he saw him as a son more than just another knight.
“It is not hard to understand” Dean mumbled, turning his head to look at you with a barely visible smile. Maybe a sad one at that.
“But do not doubt that despite everything I would have never wanted it to be any different” he looked at him fully in the eyes “I had my doubts in the beginning, yes, and that was what led me to do what I did. For what I am sorry Dean. But I luckily realized that you meant a lot to her. I do not care of your status Dean, you’ve known me your entire life to know that what I really think and that what I really want is for my family to be happy.”
The corner of Dean’s mouth lifted to a half smile “I remember you saying how you’d always do everything for them. How you’d be willing to give your life for the ones you loved. I didn’t know much then, but I now understand” he nodded his head.
You smiled slightly, placing your hand on top of his and linking fingers with his. Dean giving you a small squeeze.
“Trust me. The only reason that made be willing to do what I was about to was only because I wanted to protect her. Not your status, not who you are but only her. But knowing- knowing that you truly love her and so does she, I do not have any reason anymore to not want you with her.” he smiled “I’ll be honest a prince would have been a good choice-” he added.
“Dad!” you exclaimed, irritated.
He chuckled “I’m kidding. Just kidding. As long as you two are happy then so am I. Besides, I know you will do a good job at ruling the kingdom. I taught you well”
“Glad to know that then” Dean smiled in appreciation, nodding his head.
Your father did the same, with silence following shortly afterwards.
“So… if I get this right, our sweet and innocent princess jumped yo-”
“Arthur!” both you and Morgana exclaimed, effectively cutting him off before he could say much.
Dean’s eyes were a little wide but an amused grin was starting to appear on his lips.
“Welcome to the family Dean” your mother said with an awkward smile and you let out a sigh.
But good thing was that Dean actually laughed, so it was enough for you to smile anyway.
And the rest of the morning was luckily uneventful, just like the entire day and-
You let out an almost shaky sigh as you looked at your reflection in the mirror. It had been so long it was impossible to comprehend. All those months felt like just a few hours and now the minutes as you waited felt like centuries. It felt like you were centuries away from that moment. From him.
It was so hard to understand but as your heart hammered in your chest like never before, as you could barely hear anything else from the blood rushing to your ears, your breath hitching on your throat and your lungs hurting and protesting for air but you still refused to breath in- you honestly could not think about all the time that had passed and how quickly that was. Because the moment had- was about to come and you could certainly not keep the smile away from your lips anymore.
The memories were all in a blur as they flashed by your eyes. They were so many, both happy and sad. From the moment you first laid eyes on Dean, to him locking his with yours, to the first time you heard his voice; so deep that it shook you to the core, to your name leaving his lips for the first time and then those lips touching yours for the first time. And then another time. And another. And another. His lips and then his hands being all over you in all those secret places as you hid from everyone and everything. The feeling he gave you was still there as you thought back to those moments. And then the feelings of when he left you were there as well. But it all vanished, it all went away as the memory of being in his arms again made your heart swell and the smile get even bigger. You cheeks really hurt by now.
So many memories. They all became blurred as you thought about it. From happy to sad ones. There had been some difficult times, even when you got together again. It was hard for the kingdom, some of them at least, to accept how you and Dean were together. Mostly because Dean would not stop beating himself about it. It really took you so many times-nights basically to convince him you would never want anybody else but him. No prince, no king but only him. Just the way he was. He seemed to believe you sometimes but even when he did not you would never stop but want to show him that he was the only one you wanted.
And just like him, so did the rest of the kingdom get used to the situation. Most of them after all knew him already and really thought he would be an ideal king. And that was a moment that was going to come soon. After this one. After the seconds-centuries passed and the door opened.
Arthur walked in smiling at you and placed two hands over your shoulders “Ready?” he asked and you nodded, nerves setting in more than ever before.
What bride wouldn’t feel nervous right before their own wedding after all?
The butterflies went crazy in your stomach as you realized that there were just a few steps and you’d be standing right next to Dean and in front of your father, ready to be married. Your nerves were getting the best of you and you started to feel a little dizzy but then again you knew fully well it was just not the nerves.
You knew after all that you should get used to this even after the wedding. For the rest few months after all waking up to feeling dizzy and almost throwing up every morning was going to be your routine for quite a while. Maybe it was early but you knew you loved Dean so that was what only mattered to you. Having his kid was yet another gift sent from heaven. One just as precious as meeting Dean himself.
You squeezed Arthur’s hand without realizing it and he did the same to give you some encouragement. He smiled reassuringly “It’s going to be ok”
You nodded your head, a little absentminded but still smiling widely nonetheless “Yeah” you breathed out, not being able to unlocked your eyes from Dean’s. The grin plastered on his face as he waited at the top of the stairs, you were sure, was just as wide as yours.
“He’s so handsome” you breathed, not only because of how he was dressed up or looked pretty much perfect in his white suit and with his hair brushed back just like that day on your birthday. It was mostly because of the wide grin spread on his lips and his eyes shining so brightly and as you got even closer you only realized that the sparkle you were seeing was because of the tears that had welled up in his eyes. No wonder, seeing as you were tearing up as well.
It seemed to be impossible for the both of you to believe how after all this time, after all these struggles you were finally here. About to get married. With nobody raising an objection and you (most important) being able to fully express how you felt about each other. No hiding, no lies, no secrets. You were free. And as you realized it you began to realize how you could breathe more freely. Like there was nothing holding you back anymore. No weight on your shoulders. No pain making your heart feel heavy like a rock. Nothing.
“Hey” Dean whispered, leaning to give you a kiss on the cheek.
You giggled slightly “Hey” you breathed out with a big smile.
“You look stunning” he said in just a low voice, looking down at your wedding dress for a second.
“You’re not so bad yourself” you said cheekily and he chuckled deeply.
Dean opened his mouth to speak but your father clearing his throat cut him off before he could say anything. That was mainly the reason why he had not accompanied you to Dean. He was going to be the one to carry the ceremony.
“We-” he spoke in a loud and clear voice, and you both turned to look at him, Dean quick to take a hold of your hand and the corners of your lips immediately curled up in a smile , especially as you noticed the smirk on Dean’s lips “-have gathered here to join the lives of two people-”
You didn’t really hear anything more after that and you were pretty sure Dean didn’t either as he constantly kept sneaking glances at you. You did the same and when your eyes locked he’d only wink at you with a cheeky smile.
“I love you” you heard him whisper and as soon as you turned your head you saw him looking directly back at you, his eyes holding an emotion that made your heart swell in your chest.
You could not do anything else but smile back at him, a shaky breath leaving your lips for a moment.
“I love you too…” the corners of your lips pulled into a smile as you realized the true feeling of pure happiness you felt at being with Dean. You were going to be with him for the rest of your life now.
“… my knight in shining armor”