Owen Murphy | Cassandra Cain (blackbatboy) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2016-01-17 15:26:00 |
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Who: Owen Murphy and Colin Ford, Jen Hill, Emma Bailey, Andy Lang, Connor Bone, + the rest of the JL, REDO, Agency and all invited guests!
What: Some of the ceremony and all of the reception.
Where: A wine vineyard in Napa Valley, CA.
When: Sunday afternoon, January 17th, 2016.
Warnings: Justice League. Agency. REDO. Tons of alcohol. You do the math.
Notes: No posting order, feel free to jump around. Time doesn’t matter.
Owen was happy. Unbelievably happy, there was no doubt in his mind that this was the right thing to do. There wasn’t any of that pre-wedding jitters about making the biggest mistake of his life. If anything, the biggest mistake of his life had been the fact that they hadn’t done this sooner. So far, despite the nerves, and the need to get everything perfect, the day had gone well so far. The flowers were on time and perfect. The ceremony was going to take place outside, and they couldn’t have asked for better weather. Cool for California, but not freezing cold like it was in New York City.
Never let it be said that Owen did anything half ass. He’d never been a perfectionist, but when it came down to music, he’d always had to be great… and this seemed to extend to this wedding. Everyone was there; Owen’s bandmates, Colin’s coworkers, their friends from all over the place, the entire Justice League was there with them. He really did hope that there wouldn’t be any big problems that would need their attention, and even when he thought of that, several times throughout the day, he knocked on pretty much all the wood he could find. Nothing was going to wreck this day. Absolutely nothing.
Except maybe nerves, and the fact that he was trying to memorize his vows (how could he not remember his vows, he sang songs every night that he needed to know the words of, this was basically the same thing). And then it was time, and here he was, dressed in a tuxedo, standing at a makeshift altar that had been set up among some beautiful, old trees, giving them a little bit of shade in the bright sunlight. Jen was by his side, and thank god for that, because she had been the biggest help throughout all of this. Even when he was freaking out, she was there to tell him not to freak out… and to give him missions where he could get nervous energy out by punching bad guys in the face. Their colors were black and blue, and so the women in their party wore blue, and the men also wore tuxedos, because damnit, if he was getting married, he wanted it to be fancy.
Also, it got Colin in a tux, and Colin in a tux was something Owen was very interested in. Standing at the altar, looking at his insanely gorgeous, handsome, amazingly hot soon to be husband, Owen had to make sure to not miss anything that was being said. He could definitely get lost in staring at Colin in a tux. Right, thinking about the wedding, not how much he was excited for the not wearing a tux part of the night. Yes, not thinking about that, because his mother and her current husband were taking time out of their Winnebago traveling to be here at the ceremony, which was a victory in itself. It’d be too much to ask for them to stay for the reception, that would be too much for them, so this was fine. Owen could see her sitting near the front, and he gave her a smile that was returned, before the officiator said it was time for their vows.
Owen took a deep breath. “Colin…” And then he blew that breath out and grinned. “I don’t know why I’m so nervous, I almost can’t remember what I wrote to say today. Which is crazy, because I’m more than okay with the spotlight.” And yet the nerves were right there, like they never were when he was up on stage.
“I remember the first time I met you. In person. REDO wasn’t the band it is now, and I had to ask our manager at the time for the money to buy salads, that I could take to your office.” Owen laughed softly as everyone else did. “And our manager asked me if this guy was worth traveling hundreds of miles to meet, and to bring kind of expensive salad to. Which I still don’t get how you like... but he asked that. And I said, yeah, I think he is.” He smiled.
“That was six years ago, to the day, and I... can’t believe this is actually happening. Holy shit.” Oh no. “Shoot, holy shoot, ignore the last part. I love you, and I can’t wait to be married to you. I know we’ve been through a lot, and I’m just glad that I get to go through a lot more with you.” Another blow out of air before he grins at him. “That wasn’t too hard.”