until we meet again // corey taylor x reader

chapter three

You look at your phone and knock at the door without hesitation, it was 2:20.
After a moment of silence the door opened and there he was standing. Just like you, he looked even more drunk by now.
Corey steps aside to let you in and walks you to the living room. It wasn't a normal hotel room, it was an apartment he had all to himself.
"Wow, my room doesn't get close to that."
You say looking around and taking a seat on the big black leather couch. There was a huge TV, a real fur rug and a huge aquarium all in the living room alone.

He opens a bottle of champagne and fills two champagne glasses with it handing one to you.

"Yeah.. I guess I need some time off as well."
he says taking a sip of champagne while he sits down next to you.
"I have to be honest with you, I think it's insane that we met tonight. I didn't expect to see you again either."

You sigh "Yeah.. well I'm glad we did meet again. I thought about you a lot, you were really one of my most favorite people at high school. I think it's so sad we lost each other. You were so nice to me, i appreciate that." You felt a bit emotional but that wasn't just you. You both were kinda fucked up at that point and you finally wanted to know what he thought of you back then, you never hat the chance to talk about that to him.

He smirks an takes another sip ".. mhm it really is sad.. I did like you a lot. Spending time with you felt good. I didn't really hang out with any girls back then, but I got pretty comfortable with you."

You slightly tilt your head taking another sip of champagne.
"But why is that? I genuinely wonder."

"uh.. well.. I think I felt seen by you? You actually cared about me, even if it was just you asking me how my day has been. You cared more for me and who I was back then than anyone else."
He was being really honest about how he felt back then. He put one arm around you and with his index finger he traced a pattern on your shoulder.

You couldn't help but smile at what he said.
"That's nice to hear.. I've been thinking about that a lot since back then. I did notice you treating me a little bit different than others, I thought I was crazy for thinking that." You giggle and lean back.
"Also there's something else I'd like to know.." you stop talking for a moment and think if you should really ask him that. But it doesn't matter now, it's bern such a long time, it's basically now or never.
"Did you crush on me? Because it always felt like you did have a little thing for me.."
You smirk.

He licks his lips and smirks back "Was it that obvious? It's not that I was in love but.. If you would've asked me to date before you left I sure wouldn't have said no."

You couldn't help but blush at what he said, you usually weren't a shy person but you did like Corey back then and you could probably just say the same.
Avoiding eye contact for a moment, you finished your drink.
It was too quiet for a moment which made you feel a bit uncomfortable.
Looking back at him you feel like doing something you would've regretted doing back then, but now it's different. Now it felt right.

You close your eyes while leaning in to kiss him, as his lips touch yours you feel his hand on the back of your head pulling you in.
What should be a short and innocent kiss went on for 1 or 2 minutes and it felt so good.
His lips were soft and he smelled like nice cologne, cigarettes and alcohol.
Your lips stopped touching but your faces still were so close, your nose tips were touching and his other hand slides down your body to your thighs, slowly rubbing them.

Just as you pressed you lips back on his he pulled pulled you on his lap by your thighs moving the other hand from the back of your neck down to your thighs as well, rubbing both of them you could hear and feel him breathing heavier. He massaged your thighs while you just sat there on his lap, sucking on his bottom lip while you slide your hands up his body and stop with them placed on the back of his neck.

Suddenly he pulls away from the kiss and went back to gently rubbing your thighs again.
"I'm so fucking wasted.. I think I should go to bed now."

You tilt your head in confusion.
"Already? Well, that's okay but would you mind me staying over tonight? I don't know when or if i'll ever see you again after tonight." You say. That shift in the situation was just weird, but maybe he really was too drunk and doesn't wanna do anything he might regret.

"I don't mind you staying but still, don't worry about anything now. This won't be the last time we met. I'd love to hang out sober once."

You asked for another chapter, I deliver.
I don't know how many chapters I'll write but I hope you still enjoy it. ☺️