The aroma of coffee and pastries hugged the air and Todorki's frame, warming him from the freezing January morning. There you stood, with your apron and turtleneck he liked so much.
You had become part of his routine in the past two years. Balancing being a shop owner and dating a pro like Shoto was hard, but you wouldn't trade it for anything. Even though Todoroki woke up alone more often than you'd both like, the shop was his refuge, his recharge.
Seeing you in the morning always eased the burden.
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The Book for Weebs
FanfictionEverything I've written on Tiktok and some personalized writings :) Will include content or trigger warnings if necessary
