You were clingy when it came to your big brother, and understandably so. Itachi had been caring for you since you were little; always keen on nurturing his baby sibling, even though he was no more than a child himself. From birth, the two of you had a bond.

“I can’t. I have homework, okay?”

Itachi doesn’t discourage your attempts at hovering around him, as distracting as it could be. He never could bring himself to be rude to you, and as you began to pout and demand his attention, Itachi’s gaze softened.

“… Don’t look at me like that,” He gently chides, reaching over to pat your little head. “I’ll be done soon, okay?”