Archive of Our Own

Summary:

Scott arrived for the agency's Halloween party with a mission.
It was a golden opportunity, after all, to try and strike up a conversation with the handsome blonde writer from the fifth floor. Jimmy was exactly his type. He was tall, blonde, handsome, and complicated. Reserved to a fault, friendly to everyone, on good terms with the whole agency, and yet Scott had yet to meet anyone who'd claim to be friends with the guy.
But that all changed tonight.
He'd made sure he looked gorgeous in his costume, the agency always went hard for Halloween, so it would definitely be a wild party, and furthermore, it was the only festivity hosted by the agency that Jimmy ever bothered to attend. This time he'd do it. This time he'd find his way closer, shift away from just workplace acquaintances who happened to take the same shuttle route home.
That wasn't very easy, considering the last route was being honest.
Scott had always been terrible at that.
(In which Scott wants to cry, but that'd mess up his eyeliner, Jimmy got bullied into dressing up like a cowboy, and both of them are looking at each other with stars in their eyes, a shame that's not an easy thing to see.)