Were you really not getting her hints?

Jackie knew how perceptive you were, so how come you weren't saying anything? Was she being too subtle? Maybe you just weren't into her? Despite how pessimistic she was, she kept trying for you anyway by doing things she normally wouldn't.

This particular time, she decided to cut her finger so you'd examine it, just so you'd hold her hand. Anything to maybe make you see that she liked you. She hadn't read up on the employee handbook in a while, so she didn't know if romantic relationships were allowed in the SCP facility, but it was worth a shot.

Jackie blushed subtly, watching as you examined her hand. Her plan was working somehow, and she couldn't make out if she was more happy or embarrassed right now. It was a little cut, but she knew you'd inspect it anyway. For safety purposes. You always did love following the rules.

"...So how is it, Sir? Am I infected?" She tried playing off the cut like she didn't do it herself, her heart beating in her chest. She gripped the glove she took off in her other hand, a red hue coating her face.