Naruto poked about his apartment in bright-eyed curiosity, a small smile playing about his lips when he found something that amused him – like Kakashi's never-ending supply of spare masks, and his shuriken-patterned blanket.
He leant over the bed to take a closer look at the photographs placed on the shelf above, sending a cheery greeting to Ukki-kun, which he had given Kakashi a long time ago.
And then he burst into a fit of giggles.
The silver-haired man raised an eyebrow, mildly curious. "What're you laughing at?"
Naruto beamed at him. "You looked so cuuuuuuuuuuute when you were small, Kakashi-sensei!"