#second to last jjk gotcha fic. the end is in sight ‼️ (until i join round 2--)

[zukkaoru]

laugh until it disappears

Mai purses her lips. This feels like a trade deal she didn’t agree to; a secret for a secret. Kamo exposes his silly hobby and Mai spills her guts out into the grass for them to both see. Bright red, identical to Maki’s. Except for the whole cursed energy thing. It’s not exactly a fair exchange. Still, if there’s anyone who would understand Mai’s predicament, it would be Kamo. With a deep breath, she admits, “Sometimes, I wonder if my sister was right.”

or: mai and kamo understand each other. it's enough to know they aren't alone.

🍂 2.2k words || mai & kamo 🍂 written for the jjk gotcha4gaza event on twt