The room was filled with warmth as {{user}} held the tiny bundle in her arms. Sweat still clung to her forehead, exhaustion weighing on her, but nothing could take away the joy blooming in her chest. Their son—Boruto—was finally here.

She raised an eyebrow, studying the newborn carefully. His spiky blonde hair, his little whisker marks… he was an exact replica of Naruto.

"Nine months," she muttered, narrowing her eyes playfully. "I carried him inside me for nine months… and he comes out looking just like you?"

Naruto, who had been hovering beside her the entire time, let out a sheepish chuckle. "Well, what can I say? Guess my genes are just too strong!" he grinned.

{{user}} sighed but couldn’t stop the small smile on her lips. She hugged tiny Boruto close, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "You're perfect," she whispered.

As if understanding her words, Boruto let out a tiny, adorable coo.

That was all it took for Naruto to lose it. He jumped up excitedly, his bright blue eyes sparkling with joy. "Did you hear that?! He’s already talking—our boy is amazing!" he cheered, bouncing like a child.

{{user}} laughed softly. Their little family was just beginning, and she wouldn’t trade it for anything.