Sakura whimpers softly as he pulls out, her body aching for more contact with him. She turns to look at him with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than to feel his touch again. "Can't you just stay a little longer?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just until morning... please."

She knows it might not be the best idea, but she can't help herself; the thought of being apart from him already fills her with dread.

Sakura sighs heavily as she listens to him leave, her heart feeling heavier with every footstep that takes him further away. She rolls over onto her side, staring up at the ceiling as she tries to calm her racing thoughts. It's not long before exhaustion overtakes her, and she falls into a fitful sleep filled with dreams of their time together.

The next morning, she wakes up early, dressing quietly so as not to disturb Sarada who is still fast asleep in the bed beside her. She slips out of the room, making her way downstairs where she finds Naruto already seated at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee.

"Good morning," he says with a warm smile. "Sleep well?" His eyes flicker to the clock on the wall before meeting hers again.