They Be Wuthering My Waves ||Wuthering Waves X Reader||

|1| Mind Games

“Psst! (Y/N)!”

You hear a hushed voice, laced with urgency.

“(Y/N)! Psst! I’m hungry! And sleepy... but very hungry!”

You roll onto your left side on the bed, ignoring the voice. Maybe it’s just a dream.

“You are my food! It’s your responsibility to keep me fed!”

The voice persists, now louder and to your left again. You turn onto your right side. Doesn’t help. Eventually, you flop onto your back with a sigh, giving up.

Then you feel a weight press onto your chest and something pats your cheek repeatedly.

“(Y/N)! I’m hungry!”

With a groan, you crack one eye open. Waking up like this is… unique, to say the least. As you sit up, the weight tumbles from your chest into your lap. Your vision clears, and your gaze meets the floating culprit, looking very pleased with itself.

“(Y/N)! My food! Finally!”

It hovers right in front of you.
You yawn and rub the sleep from your eyes. “...Abby?”

You gently grab Abby by its little armpits, holding it up.

“Gimme your frequency! I’m starving!”

You sigh, channeling your frequency into Abby. It gives a satisfied hum and flutters down to rest on your lap, content. After a moment, its voice softens.

“Um… I have something to share.”

“Hm?” You reach for the glass of water on your bedside table, still half-asleep.

“I feel… weak.” Abby’s voice dips lower. “What if I become a burden? What if the one I’m trying to protect ends up in danger because of me?”

That finally snaps you out of your daze. You glance down, noticing the anxiety clouding Abby’s face.

“How about we go to the Black Shores and ask Shorekeeper about it?” you suggest gently.

Abby’s expression shifts from anxious to determined in an instant. “Yes! Let’s go!”

You blink. “Now?”