Walk A Different Path 🤍 Jaa/First

Chapter 4 ~ please help ~

"maybe I will be if he enjoys the work after all I'm getting old, I need to think about my future" Sam smiled.

The stylist grabbed hold of Maskwa's hand and pulled him across to his makeshift salon, a chair at the kitchen table with a mirror stood on it and started to unfasten his coat.

"what are you doing?" Maskwa growled.

"easy tiger, I'm just trying to get your coat off, I can't trim your hair with it on"

"I'll do it" Sam told the stylist then he went over to coax Maskwa out of his coat and encouraged him to sit before the mirror.

The stylist quickly gave him a dry trim, the best he could do in such awkward conditions but the guy's hair looked better already.

"ya know you should really treat and moisturise your hair in this cold climate and I know how you cowboys love your stetsons and I know they're made of a natural fibres yada yada yada but your hair still needs to breathe a bit" the stylist told him.

"well this is just a one time deal so ..." Maskwa replied.

"ok, I'm just going to clip it up so that the make-up guy can work his magic" the stylist said before moving out of the way.

The make-up artist came up to stand in front of Maskwa and took hold of his chin turning his face this way and that until he could sense that the guy was getting antsy then he started cleansing, exfoliating, toning and moisturising his skin.

"is all this really necessary?" Maskwa grumbled.

"of course, everyone should take care of their skin, it's a must"

The make up guy added the tiniest amount of blush and added sculpting and contouring not that Maskwa needed it but still ...

he applied the tiniest amount of liner and mascara to make his eyes pop before patting his skin with powder so it didn't shine then a smear of lip gloss and Maskwa was ready after the stylist removed the clip and Maskwa's hair fell like a dark veil covering his face until he swept it to one side.

"shiyaa, baby you're on fire" the photographer said as he took some shots of Maskwa doing random things then they went outside in natural light and he took a few more shots.

"Sam, can I take a few of the both of you together?"

"sure, let me just take my coat off" Sam said removing his jacket.

"stand on the porch Maskwa and just stare out into the distance, Sam you know what to do" the photographer said.

Maskwa went to stand on the porch and flipped his hair again as he stared out into the distance while the photographer was snapping him then Sam walked up to him and placed the palm of his hand against his chest making Maskwa look down into his face.

"don't say anything, just keep looking at me" Sam whispered as he rubbed his hand up and down Maskwa's chest and leaned into him.

Maskwa did what came naturally and placed an arm around Sam's waist pulling him close before grabbing Sam's chin and gazing down into his eyes, he wanted to kiss him so bad.

"that's it, keep doing what you're doing, this is awesome, you look so great together!" the photographer called out reminding Maskwa that they weren't alone.

Sam turned around in his arms so that they were both looking out into the distance and Maskwa couldn't resist resting his chin on top of Sam's head as they gazed out into the wilderness.

"that's great, thank you guys" the photographer called out.

"guy's ... did you hear me?"

"GUY'S we're done here, let's get back inside where it's warm" he called out again making the pair jump.