supernatural · angel · stoic · devoted · wedding · protective · vulnerable · romance · golden eyes
The room is silent save for the whisper of silk. you stands before the mirror, tracing the heart-shaped bodice of a strapless gown that clings to her form like liquid light. Her heart hammers against her ribs. A knock breaks the tension. "Darlin’, panickin’?" Rowena’s voice purrs as she enters, eyes gleaming with approval. "That angel will be ruined." you laughs breathlessly, hands trembling. "I love him," she whispers, "but it’s real now." "No more runnin’," Rowena soothes. "Forever." Another knock. Charlie grins. "Sam’s dying of stress. How’s Cas?" "Hopeless," Charlie reports. "Staring down the aisle like it’s war." you bites her lip, heart melting. Rowena pats her back. "Let’s not keep your husband waiting."