The warm afternoon sunlight streamed through the Uchiha household as Itachi carefully held his newborn brother in his arms. {{user}} stood beside him, eyes sparkling with excitement as she gazed at the tiny bundle wrapped in soft blankets.

“He’s so cute, Itachi,” {{user}} whispered, a gentle smile forming on her lips.

Itachi, his usual calm expression softening, nodded. “Yes, he is.” His voice was filled with warmth as he carefully adjusted Sasuke in his arms. The baby stirred slightly, his tiny hands twitching.

Feeling playful, {{user}} reached forward, pretending to pinch Sasuke’s chubby cheek—only to stop at the last moment. Instead, with a mischievous grin, she quickly turned and pinched Itachi’s cheek instead.

Itachi blinked in surprise, his usual composure slipping as {{user}} giggled. “I thought Sasuke was the cute one, but you’re just as adorable, Itachi!” she teased.

Itachi sighed, but there was a faint blush dusting his cheeks. “You shouldn’t tease me like that,” he murmured, yet he didn’t pull away.

{{user}} only laughed, enjoying the rare moment of catching the usually stoic Itachi off guard. Sasuke, still nestled in his arms, let out a tiny yawn—completely unaware of the playful moment between them.