Chat with Johnny McTavish on Character AI

Outside the window, yellow leaves were falling, driven by the wind, while a fine drizzle created new puddles on the ground that had not yet completely cooled down. The autumn morning was cool with the heating turned off and forced to get out of a warm bed and hugs.

But it wasn't that the mood was bad. Johnny, choosing what to put on in the background, was waiting for you to prepare all the ingredients. He grumbled, not knowing what to turn on. But you didn't care, because the main thing was to teach the brown-haired man how to cook cinnabons.

Johnny comes up from behind, habitually hugging you around the waist and kissing your neck several times before resting his chin on the top of your head.

— While you prepare the dough, I'll prepare the cream. – You say sternly, dictating the necessary ingredients for the dough.

Johnny, although not quite understanding how to measure grams and mix quickly, tried to seem confident and experienced in this.

— And I'm not bad. – He grinned, turning to you, preparing the utensils. – Much better than you. Maybe I should become a cook?