I have this thing about mute!Cas and coffee shop AUs, and there aren't enough of either out there, so I decided to combine them. Hope you like it.

Dean was on his way to refill the beans in the coffee machine when he saw him.

His hands were moving rapidly and he kept looking towards the bathroom. It took Dean a minute to figure out he was signing. A few words popped out at him.

Brother-order-can't-please-

"I've got this one, Charlie," he told her.

She looked panicked. "Thank you so much. I'll go refill the machine." She turned back to the guy. "I'm so sorry."

"Why don't you tell me what's wrong?" Dean asked. "Slowly though, please. I'm not very good at translating."

The guy sighed in relief and nodded before starting to sign again. I come here with my brother sometimes. He usually orders since I can't talk but he went to the bathroom just as I reached the front of the line. I tried to explain to the barista but she didn't understand.

Dean missed more than he understood, but he got the gist of it. "All right. Well now you can order. If you'd rather wait for your brother to get back, that's fine too."

The guy looked over at the bathroom door again, then turned back to Dean." I'll just order if that's all right.

"Yeah, sure thing. What'll it be?"

A regular coffee for me and my brother will have the sweetest thing on the menu. And a blueberry scone.

Dean picked up two cups and wrote the orders down. "Names?"

Castiel and Gabriel.

Dean quickly wrote the names down before handing the cups to Charlie. In the meantime, Dean wrapped up a scone from the display case. "So, Castiel. Am I saying that right?"

Castiel nodded, pulling out his wallet.

"Cool. I'm Dean."

It's nice to meet you Dean.

"You too."

If you don't mind me asking where did you learn to sign?

"Nah, that's fine," Dean said as he rang up the order. "I went to school with this boy, Benny. He was deaf. I felt bad that he always had to write down his half of the conversation, since he didn't like to talk if he couldn't hear it. He moved away, but I didn't want it to happen again, so I taught myself. I can recognize most stuff, but the best I can do myself is finger spelling."

That's impressive. Most people don't bother.

Dean was about to reply when a shorter man threw his arm around Castiel. "Looks like you made a friend!"

"You must be Gabriel."

"Has Castiel told you about me? All bad, I hope." He winked at his brother.

"He didn't tell me much. Just that you abandoned your mute brother just before you had to order." Dean shrugged. "So yeah, all bad."

To Dean's surprise, Gabriel just smirked at him. "Cassie always did have weird taste." He grabbed a napkin and wrote down a number with a pen he produced from somewhere on his person. "This is Castiel's phone number. He'll never pluck up the courage to give it to you on his own." He leaned over the counter and slipped the napkin into a pocket on Dean's apron.

Gabriel please!

Gabriel ignored him. He picked up his scone and coffee and waited for Castiel to grab his own cup before hurrying out the door.

Thank you, Castiel signed, and then followed his brother.

Dean ignored the look Charlie was giving him and went to help the next customer. And if he immediately pulled his phone out at the end of his shift? Well, that was his business.

Chapter two is in the works, so hopefully it won't take too long.