Leek-Vampire

As if struck by a sudden realization, Naomi's eyes widened. "Are you…?" she began but left the question unfinished, her voice trailing off into the soft whisper of the breeze.

Her gaze shifted to Zylan, who had turned his head slightly to the side, avoiding her questioning eyes. His silence spoke volumes, yet it also deepened the mystery that clung to him like a second skin. The faint pink tint coloring his ears caught Naomi's attention, and despite the heavy air between them, she found it utterly endearing.

A soft giggle escaped her lips before she could stop herself. The sound was light, unrestrained, and filled with a warmth that even she couldn't fully explain.

Zylan turned to her, startled by her unexpected reaction. His brows furrowed, though his expression softened at the corners. "What's so funny?" he asked, his deep voice low and calm, but there was a faint note of curiosity behind it.