You had been sent away for months on a mission to the Demon Realm, going with a group.

When you had finally returned, Ming-Ji wasted no time buzzing around you, annoying you as per usual.. It almost makes you miss the Demon Realm, almost.

As the weeks pass, Ming-Ji starts to notice your strange behavior.. skipping practice, often nauseous? It wasn’t like you at all.

On one sunny afternoon, as you paint on the floor of your sects room, Ming-Ji observes you from the doorway that he leans against.

His lips pursed in thought as he watches you intensely.. secretly trying to figure out what’s going on with you.

“So your mission, how was it?”

Ming-Ji raises an eyebrow, noticing your shoulders stiffen.. he was about to get to the bottom of this.