During a Halloween party on base, Gideon finds out what Joker and Mitchell dress up as this year.
This fic is also available on my ao3, cptRoachSanderson, if you'd prefer to read it there.
The barracks were bustling with life as the annual Atlas Halloween party started. Some were dressed up in various costumes, enjoying the night before they had to go back to their jobs the next day with a nasty hangover.
Gideon wasn't one of those lucky operatives to get to enjoy such a night. Being a captain had its ups and downs, filling out paperwork during Halloween being one of those downs. While his team got drunk and celebrated the evening, he was sitting in his room. It wouldn't be too bad, though. Mitchell had promised him a bottle of booze, so the night wouldn't be a total loss.
The night was passing by in relative silence; he tuned out the music from the party a while ago, and the most noise he heard was passing conversations and loud footsteps. It was maybe close to midnight when he heard laughing and a knock at his door.
"What?" The door opens, and he sees the familiar faces of Joker and Mitchell, looking drunk as all hell, and... wearing two of his beanies?
"Guess who we're dressed as babe!" Mitchell giggles along with Joker. It's then when Gideon notices the bottle in his boyfriend's hand, presumably the one he promised him.
"I swear, if you say-"
"We're you!" More laughter ensues. Gideon can't help but crack a smile despite himself.
"Fuck me, why?"
"Joker said it'd piss you off" Gideon's as wander over to Joker, who has a shit eating grin on his face. He stands, grabbing the bottle from Mitchell. Polish Vodka, nice.
"Well, aren't you two just so funny, ah?" Mitchell leans in, kissing Gideon's cheek. Joker gags jokingly.
"Ew! Get a fucking room!" Gideon rolls eyes his eyes while Mitchell laughs.
"Alright, you two drunk idiots need to get out, I have work to do." The men groan, and as they turn to leave, Gideon grabs Mitchell's arm and kisses him quickly.
"Yes sir!" He yells as him and Joker leave. Gideon stares at the closed door for a few seconds before returning to his desk, chuckling to himself. He opens the vodka bottle and takes a big swig, then sets it down. It's going to be a long night.
"Enjoy your night." Mitchell grins widely, giving Gideon a slaute.