Tododeku smut

Coffee Shop AU part 1

🚨🚨🐏🐏 I'm making this a fluffy Coffee Shop AU, so that might be enjoyable. Also to spice things up, this is in Todoroki's POV🐏🐏🚨🚨

I was tired from last night. I had stayed up until 2:30. This was the second time in a row that I pulled a late night. I was working on a project that was due Next Thursday. University was a bit stressful at times. I figured stopping by Starbucks before school to get a coffee would wake me up. I walked down the sidewalk until I reached the shop and walked inside. I went to the front counter and looked up at the menu. An Iced coffee sounded nice.
"Hello sir! What would you like to order today?" I looked down and saw an incredibly handsome boy before me. He had deep green hair and had freckles on his round face. He looked like he was about a year younger than me too.
"U-uh... Just a tall iced coffee please..." I stuttered. I usually didn't stutter much. And this boy wasn't helping. He smiled at me.
"Just the iced coffee?" I could hear the amusement in his voice. I thought about it.
"And a Iced Lemon Pound Cake please." I pointed to the crumbly cake. Why not have a little breakfast as well?
"Your total is four seventy. You also really like your things iced, do you?" He smiled, and it made my heart melt. I looked at his name tag. Midoriya.
"Yeah. I guess I do..." I trailed off. He grabbed a slice of cake and a tall plastic cup out, and put them on the counter.
"Here's your cake, and what name shall I be calling out when your coffee is ready?" His voice, no. His mere existence made my heart flutter. I realized he asked for my name.
"Oh, uh Todoroki." I replied. He wrote my name down with a black sharpie.
"Alright. Here's your cake, and I'll call you when your coffee is ready." He turned around and started on my coffee. I walked over to a small round table and sat down. I took out my lemon cake and took a bite. Would it be awkward to ask for his number? Probably not, but that boy was hot.
"Todoroki?" I shot up out of my seat to retrieve my coffee. I walk over to the counter and grab it. I remembered that I wanted to ask for his number.
"Can I have your number?" He only smirked.
"Why don't you look at your cup first?" He put out. I was shocked and looked at the cup. His number was there. I looked back up at him, to see that he was a few inches away from me.
"I'm free on Fridays and Saturdays." My face went hot. I nodded and sat back down. I finished my cake, and went to University with my coffee.