Ink ✔️ || OC x Micheal Scofield || Prison Break

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A/N: Guys I am overwhelmed! Over the past two days I have hit two major milestones on this app. I hit 150k on one of my books and 410k on one of my first books I ever wrote on here. To anyone that has been reading other books from my profile thank you so much. Not to mention that we just hit 15k over here! I appreciate you beyond words!

LUCAS

I visit Ink everyday. I felt terrible for what happened and the fact that he got into a fight because of me.

Today is the same and I smile as I open the door and I see him sat up in his hospital bed

I roll my eyes

"You know, the first time that I saw you sitting in this bed I thought that you had broken all your bones- how come they only tell me you broke a rib and one of your hands?" I say

He laughs "I'm just playing the part so I can get fed the good food a little while longer" he jokes

In all seriousness I know that he's actually in pain and just joking for my benefit.

I sit on the side of the bed, like I always do.

"What did you get today? Orange juice! Lucky" I say as I see the small carton sat on his nightstand

He reaches over and picks it up with a groan

"Here, I saved you half"

I take it from him straight away without complaining- something as simple as orange juice is like nectar in prison.

"Always the gentle man" I say as I smile with the straw in my mouth

He looks at me as his gaze lingers

"You don't have to come and visit me so often, you know, PI is back up and running and I know you like it there" he says

I look at him as the straw makes a slurping sound as I finish the drink

"I only go to PI because you're there" I tell him

I go back to trying to get the last drop of juice out of the carton before he places his hand on mine.

I lower the juice as I look at him

"You do manual labour in order to see me? Any other man would give you a ring right here" he jokes

I smile

I think about it before I decide to just say it

"And you?" I question "would you give me a ring?"

We look at each other before I speak again, fearing his answer would be rejection.

"There is no way you committed a big crime, you're just not the type" I try to change the subject.

He looks away before he smiles

"Well what do you define as a big crime?" He asks

"Murder" I say quickly

It's quiet as the weight of what I really mean hangs in the air, only I am the only one who can feel it.

"I shot up a bank" he says suddenly

"Damn" I say "I wouldn't think that you needed the money"

"I didn't take anything and the only shot I fired was at the sky" he says

"Trying to get your point across without actually having to do something bad.... I hope Lincoln realises how good of a Brother you are" I say

He smiles as he moves his fingers in mine

"What about you?" He asks

I tense as soon as the words are spoken

"You don't need to know that" I say

"Yes, but I want to know that" he says

I look away but he tugs my hand to make me look at him

"I'm not going anywhere, Sienna." He says

I see the seriousness in his eyes and I can tell that he is not lying.

"I murdered my Father" I say

I let the words hang in the air for a few seconds, trying to gage his reaction

"He was abusing my younger sibling and I.... One day I just couldn't take it anymore and my anger took over" I admit

I look down, ashamed

I have finally said out loud what I did and to Ink of all people.

I will my eyes to look at him, but it takes me a few minutes

"Say something" I whisper as I can't read his eyes

He shakes his head. This is where he tells me to leave, I think.

"It doesn't change anything" he says

"What?" I breath in disbelief

"I still like you, anger and all" he says

My mouth falls open

I don't know which bit of the sentence to focus on

The fact that he doesn't care about my crime or the fact that-

"You like me?" I ask

He smiles as he shakes his head

"That's the bit you hear?" He chuckles "yes I like you. What are we- five? God I've wanted to kiss you for weeks"

"So do it" I boldly say

Without warning he pulls me closer to him

My lips hit his and I don't even hear the empty carton of juice hit the floor.

I smile as I place my hands on the sides of his head and pull him even closer

I feel his chin touching mine as we both gain what we have wanted.

I feel his teeth grazing my lip......

To be continued

Sorry guys but I am tipsy and I can't write a SCENE now so see you in a few days

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