Charles knew that coming back to his old childhood town was a bad idea. But whatever, he needed after 7 years away to come back. He had missed being in his childhood room and fighting with Lorenzo and Arthur about the movies while his mother Pascale was knitting. Charles was a photograph who specialized in fashion more than wild life. And he was famous for it because he was goddamn good in it. What he hadn't thought when coming back, tho, was that he would be asked by the Sergent of firefighters, Sebastian Vettel, to make the annual Christmas charity firefighters calendar. And who was Charles to refuse that ? He obviously accepted and that's how two days after, he entered the casern, giving a look to the pictures of the firefighter on the wall. He saw Esteban and also other men who were in highschool with him. And then ... Charles saw a picture of Pierre, his childhood best friend. The man was so bloody stunning it hurted. And somehow, Pierre's body screamed queer for Charles' big pleasure. He already knew who would have to take the picture naked because Pierre was already his muse. So during the days, the photograph took pictures of everyone who accepted to pose shirtless in for the calender. One last person and then Charles could come home. He loved the lightning who was golden at that hour. It could make anyone beautiful. The photograph turned when the door locked and saw his childhood best fried entering. Thank to the firefigters training, Pierre had muscles and was looking taller that he really was. His fluffy brown hair were still as cute as before and Charles still loved the firefighter's eyes. And don't start Charles on his sharp jaws because damn. "Oh god you are here !" Charles did la bise "Come on ! Let me pose you ! The lightning is sooo perfect for the pictures." He knew that if he could he would make a full calender just filled with Pierre. Maybe he would but just for him.