27 Tuxes

by TheFightingSong

AU Based of of the movie 27 Dresses. Castiel has been a groomsman 27 times. Frankly the 28th time includes him being the man of honor as his sister marries the man he'd been in love with since college. The only feeling of love Cas is having at the moment is when reading Dean Smith's wedding column in the paper; and that isn't really helping him out of his "always a groomsman" fate

1. Chapter 1

So basically this is a Destiel version of the romantic comedy 27 Dresses. I do not own Supernatural or the movie 27 Dresses. Sadly I also do not own Misha Collins. Please give me feedback!

(Prologue)
I was eight when I discovered my purpose in life:

I was at the St. Thomas Church in Pontiac, Illinois.

It was my Cousin Becky's wedding.

It was our first big family event since my mother died, and Father hadn't been doing well. His voice had become shakier, and he wasn't talking as much. I had begun to do everything for my younger sister Anna, so Father didn't have to, even to the point of taking her to the bathroom and putting her to bed.

"Daddy, can you take me to the girls' room? I have to go pee." Anna tugged on Father's sleeve, and he looked at me pleadingly. I knew it was my duty to help him and my sister, and I made sure he didn't have to worry.

"Uh, come on, Anna. Let's go." I took her hand, and led her to the back of the high-ceilinged church to the bathrooms. As Anna did her business, I waited outside of the door like a guard. Suddenly, Becky ran out into the hallway screaming.

"Shit! Oh, shit!" I looked over and saw a long tear down the back of her intricate bridal gown.

"The heck am I gonna do?" She said sadly, as Anna emerged from the bathroom. I gazed at the large purple ribbon I had tied to my sister's head that very morning, and an idea came to my head.

"Becky, I can help!" I spoke; sure of myself I could help. "Anna, may I please borrow your bow?" She nodded, untied it, and handed it to me.

"Becky, would you let me tie up the tear with Anna's ribbon?" Becky looked at me as if I grew another head.

"Would I? Honey, please, if you can do anything to fix it, please do it." I smiled at her words, and went to work.

I pulled at the tie once more, to make sure it would stay. It did, and I stepped away. I became worried. What if Becky didn't like it? I would have let her down, and ruined her wedding day. Looking up, I saw that my worries were meaningless. Becky beamed, and lent down, so her face was level with mine.

"Thank you so much, Castiel. You saved the day. Would you like to get my train?"

And that was the moment: That's when I fell in love with weddings. I knew that I had helped someone on the most important day of their life; and I couldn't wait for my own special day.