Naruto is stirred awake by the chirping of birds and the sunlight bleeding into the cave. But what really wakes him up is the floral scent wafting from the pink hair frayed across his chest. He blushes as he realizes the intimate position the two have taken, but does his best to stay as still as possible so she can continue resting.
'Just another thing to add to the list', he mentally jokes.
Truthfully, Naruto is elated at the fact that the girl of his dreams is sleeping with him at this very moment. He prays to whatever deity out there if he can learn some sort space-time jutsu at this instance or be suddenly proficient at genjutsu just so he can freeze this moment.
He's never felt more at peace than now, and he wishes that this moment lasts forever.
He spends the next half hour or so listening to her shallow breaths, smelling her aroma lazily travel towards his nose with no sense of hurry, simply taking in the experience.
'Maybe something happened last night', he thinks to himself, wracking his brain to remember the last moments before falling asleep. 'Maybe I said something? Or maybe she felt lonely? Maybe I felt lonely?'
Naruto's thoughts ran a mile a minute, like it was on a chakra-fueled marathon running to reach the ends of his train of thought.
'Maybe she's pretending that I'm Sasuke?'
As haunting as that thought was, Naruto was okay with that fact, if it meant that he could lie to himself a little longer just so he can be with Sakura. But lying didn't stop him from feeling like shit, for selfishly feeding his own desire when his two best friends are clearly falling for one another. Naruto can't help but feel guilty over his actions at the moment, but god, is he enjoying every second of it.
The inner conflict starts to weigh down on him, and Naruto is suddenly feeling tired despite having just woken up. He decides that it's probably too early to be thinking so heavily, and closes his eyes for sleep to take him away to wherever Sakura is right now.
And as he drifts back to the land of dreams, he thinks to himself that he'd be okay staying like this, if not forever, then at least for a little while longer. Where he's just him, and she's just her. No jonin titles, no war accolades, just Naruto and Sakura. With that happy thought, he smiles a tired smile before the chirping of the birds and gentle breeze lulls him asleep.