Korn x Reader one-shots

🌻 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙏𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙮 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙧. (Brian 'Head' Welch x Reader) 🌻

It's a nice, summer day in 1995, your new boyfriend BRIAN WELCH, the lead guitarist of KoRn, comes back home after around a week of touring. As soon as he walks through the door, dropping all of his equipment next to it, you run towards him, wrapping your arms around his torso and giving him a kiss on the cheek. He chuckles and ruffles your hair before giving you a kiss on forehead.
"Yeah.. I've missed you too, babe." He smirks. Brian walks over to the couch and flops over onto his stomach, groaning into the cushions and stretching. You skip over to the couch and sit down on the far left side of it, stroking and playing with some strands of his braided/dreaded hair whilst giggling. He smiles softly before sitting up sloppily and leaning his head against your shoulder. You're holding a large plush toy on your lap and Brian notices this. He giggles, looking at you in your eyes, "That's a cute little guy right there, what's his name?" He says goofily.


"Uhh.. Avery." You respond shyly, but still smiling.


"Avery? That's a nice name, of course, not as nice as yours." Brian replies before putting his arm around your shoulder and rubbing his fingers across the soft surface of the stuffed-animal you have on your lap. He stares at the TV infront of you and him, not saying anything for a few moments, just leaning against you in silence, until he speaks up. "Hey, (Y/N), do you wanna watch a movie? I got a few VHS tapes from the Blockbuster just around the corner that we could check out." He turns his head and looks at you.


"Oh uh, sure." You reply, nodding your head subtly.

Brian smiles before slowly getting off of the couch and walking towards the shelf, where most of his movies were. He bends over slightly to look at the cases. "Huhh.. I've got.. Jurassic Paaark.. Rambo.. Friday the 13th.. Uh, Nightmare On Elm Street.. And I also have Halloween. Should we do Jurassic Park? I have a feeling you'll like that one." He grab the Jurassic Park VHS and walks to the VCR under the TV, but waits for your input.

"Hmm.. Yeah, sure. I guess we could do that one. I haven't seen it yet." You say nonchalantly as you hug your large stuffed-animal.

"Great! Alrighty-o.. Jurassic Park it is." He puts the VHS tape into the VCR before walking back to the couch, sitting down beside you once more and resting his head on the top of yours, his arm resting wrapped around your shoulders.


Two hours or so has passed and the movie is now at the credits. You turn your head aside to say something to Brian, but he's knocked out cold, sleeping on your shoulder. You smile tenderly before kissing his cheek. All of that performing and constant guitar playing he had done has really worn him out, but you don't wanna disturb him, so you just sit there with him. Your eyes begin to eventually close without you knowing and before you know it, you're sleeping with him on the couch. The credits are still faintly playing in the back, but it gets drowned out by your slumber.