Never Enough Oneshot (K/DA x Male Reader)

Never Enough

"You guys will love this" eagerly whispered Seraphine as she dragged her uninterested bandmates into the rundown bar

"Yeah *cough* I'm sure we will" scoffed Evelynn, walking into a rundown bar to see some no-name from the new member's past was certainly not on her list of things to do on a Saturday night. Sure it may sound rude, but in her defense, K/DA was THE biggest group out there right now, and if paparazzi ever caught them walking into this "establishment" who knows the unsavory things those journalists would try to make up about them. Did she ever mention how she hated how all of these rundown bars were always filled with cheap tobacco? No? Well they are, and she hated that especially.

"Oh come on Eve, it's not like we had plans tonight anyways, plus it'll be interesting to see whoever helped out Sera before she joined us" ever the mediator Ahri said to the annoyed diva.

"Plus all we ever go to now are expensive restaurants or parties filled with suits, it'll be fun to just go back to my scene" shot back Akali, the former underground rapper wasn't ever a fan of the usual crowd K/DA interacted with. Don't get her wrong, she loved the money, the fast cars, and the wiggle room to break the law, but it came at the heavy cost of being stuck with suits interested in milking her friends for money or some douches interested in getting to "date a K/DA member".

"I agree, it's nice to just be normal people every now and then" added Kai'sa, the dancer wasn't a fan of the large lifestyle they lived, preferring to keep things reasonable and only ever splurged on occasion.

Seraphine quickly led her bandmates to a reserved table, her eyes quickly catching someone she hasn't seen since she stopped coming to Zaun.

"Gragas! Over here!" shouted the young woman

"Ms. Songbird! I'm glad to see you're well, everyone here was disappointed when you stopped coming until we saw the news you joined K/DA!" merrily replied Gragas, a tall and big bellied man who carried barrels of liquor.

While the two friends conversed, the rest of the band couldn't help but look over the now named Gragas. He didn't look like a bad guy, far from it actually, but they'd be lying if they said he didn't look like a homeless man from the streets of Zaun.

"Is this really the type of people who supported Seraphine"? They all collectively thought.

"Are you perhaps here to see his final performance? Heard that after this he'll be moving to a new home and live out the rest of his life as a farmer" whispered the man as he poured out drinks for the table. This broke the rest of K/DA from their thoughts as they focused on the conversation between the two.

Wait.

How is he not spilling a drop from those barrels?

Seraphine nodded somberly "You know how he is... Mr. Old Fashioned" she said with a small smile "He sent me a letter saying tonight was our last time to catch up for a while, I hope he'll stay in touch, he has a bad habit of getting distracted and disappearing".

"Not to interrupt your conversation darling, but who are we here to see?" questioned Evelynn. If she was going to watch a performance in this shady bar she might as well get some information from Seraphine, and if he happens to be easy on the eyes maybe they can get to know each other before he apparently leaves for good.

Seraphine's attention is taken away from Gragas, as her face shines a little brighter.

"Right, I never told you guys! His name is Y/N and we met when I used to sneak down here to perform when I was still starting out! He's the person who gave me the nickname Songbird that Mr. Gragas and most of the people here call me" she happily explained.