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Naruto woke up and immediately knew something was wrong.
Not because of danger. Not because of an enemy attack. Not because Kurama was yelling at him for something stupid.
He couldn’t move.
For a few seconds, he stared at the ceiling of his apartment, still half asleep. Then he tried shifting his arm and discovered something heavy pinning him down.
Naruto frowned.
Slowly, very slowly, he looked down.
And nearly launched himself into another dimension.
Sasuke was asleep on top of him.
Not beside him.
Not nearby.
Actually on top of him.
One arm was wrapped around Naruto’s waist while his face was buried against Naruto’s shoulder. One of his legs was tangled with Naruto’s under the blanket, and judging by how comfortable he looked, he’d apparently decided Naruto made an excellent pillow sometime during the night.
Naruto’s brain completely shut down.
“…”
“…”
“…what.”
This had to be a genjutsu.
There was no other explanation.
Sasuke Uchiha did not cuddle.
Sasuke Uchiha barely tolerated being touched. This was the same man who once looked personally offended after Naruto threw an arm around his shoulders following a mission.
And yet here he was, asleep and clinging to Naruto like a particularly stubborn cat.
Naruto carefully reached toward the nightstand.
He needed his phone.
Evidence.
Proof.
Nobody in the village would ever believe this otherwise.
His fingers were only a few inches away when Sasuke made a quiet sound in his sleep and shifted closer.
Naruto froze.
The movement was small.
Barely anything.
But suddenly Sasuke’s face was pressed against his neck.
Naruto’s soul left his body.
Abort mission.
Abort mission immediately.
The phone could wait.
His survival could not.
For the next hour Naruto remained completely motionless.
Not because he was being nice.
Because if Sasuke woke up and realized what he was doing, Naruto was pretty sure he’d be launched through the nearest wall.
The apartment was silent.
Warm.
Peaceful.
Every now and then Sasuke shifted slightly closer, every time it happened Naruto aged approximately ten years.
Eventually Sasuke stirred.
Naruto immediately shut his eyes he wasn’t sure why. Instinct, maybe. Panic, a survival response.
Sasuke went still.
Naruto could practically hear him realizing their current situation.
Any second now.
Any second—
Nothing happened.
A minute passed.
Then another.
Naruto cautiously opened one eye. Sasuke was awake, looking directly at him. Neither of them spoke, the silence stretched. Naruto prepared for death.
Instead, Sasuke closed his eyes again.
And buried his face deeper into Naruto’s shoulder.
“Five more minutes.”
Naruto stopped breathing.
“What?”
“Five.”
Sasuke’s voice was muffled.
“More.”
A pause.
“Minutes.”
Naruto stared at the ceiling.
This was it.
This was how he died.
Not in battle
Not protecting the village.
Killed instantly by one sleepy Uchiha.