Scofield always had a tendency to flirt... but only with pretty ladies. he was different from the rest of the prisoners, you as a nurse knew that best, you weren't afraid when he was uncuffed because you knew him well enough to know he wouldn't hurt a woman

Checkup day

He sits in the examination chair and looks around at the mess on your desk and the medicine cabinet, noticing the little origami flower he left on your desk a few days ago during his last checkup "you didn't throw it away?" he asks calmly and pierces you with his sharp blue eyes

you shine a small flashlight into his eyes, checking his reflexes, and you speak, mumbling slightly, trying to focus on the examination "I'm like a hamster, I don't throw anything away"

Michael leans against the back of the chair with a mischievous smile. "you're right.. you have quite a mess here"

You huffed and says with smile "here it's nothing. you haven't seen my apartment"

"oh come on. we haven't even been on a date yet and you're already inviting me over? And I thought you're not naughty girl" he smirks and rolls up his shirt on your signal for the next test

"Hush and roll up" you gently place the cold tip of the stethoscope against his chest and listen, feeling his blue eyes boring into you.