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Part 4 to the Brainwashed series! Warning, NSFW towards the end!

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~Denki's POV~

I watch (Y/N) scribble down notes, seeing Mr. Aizawa watching me wearily. What happened during my kidnapping? Why is everyone looking at me like I could blow at any moment?

The bell rang all too soon and (Y/N) told me to wait outside because she had to talk to Mr. Aizawa.

~(Y/N)'s POV~

I stand next to Mr. Aizawa's desk, looking at him.

"So, what's the deal with Kaminari?" He asks softly.

"The investigators said that he could continue onto being a hero as a punishment. And I have to remain by his side to keep his memories in check."

"Ah, okay. Just don't let him go to the villains again... I-I can't lose another student like that."

"I can't lose him again either sir... I'll do my best to keep him with us." I say with a slight bow. He nods.

"Please do. Dismissed." I bow again and leave the room, joining up with Denki and walking to our next class.

The day flew by once again and I walked with Denki back to the dorms.

"Ready for your nightly memory check?" I ask softly, holding his hand gently. He nods and sits down on his bed, allowing me to place my hands on either side of his head.

"Just relax. I'll play a pleasant memory so you don't feel a thing."

"Okay." He whispers, relaxing under my touch. I pull up a pleasant memory before starting to flip through his memories. I pick out any seedlings from his time with the League. I remove them and hold them in my palm, watching them play before crushing them, the memory dispelling. I kiss Kami's forehead before leaving the room.

I walk to the common area and snag a bottle of water.

"I just dispelled a memory. So if anyone has a nightmare containing the League, please tell me. I'll do my best to help you regain a peaceful sleep." I whisper with a bow before walking back to Denki's room. I walk up to him, releasing him from my hold.

"I went and grabbed you some water. I had to dispel a memory, so if you have nightmares, just wake me up." I whisper, cuddling up against him while he drinks from the bottle of water.

"Okay love... I will." He whispers, running his fingers through my hair.

"You look exhausted... quirk training then having to go through my memories isn't the best, is it?" He asks, gently kissing my forehead.

"I'm okay. If I don't push myself, how will I become better at using my quirk?" I say, smiling up at him. He frowns.

"You don't have to push yourself to become better at your quirk. You're already amazing with it." He says, running his fingers through my hair.

"Whatever you say." I whisper softly, burying my face into his side while terrible memories from people I had used my quirk on played through my mind. A side effect of my quirk, when I overuse it, memories that are the most terrible from the ones I have used it on. Mr. Aizawa has some pretty terrifying memories, but there was one from Denki that was most terrifying.

It was from before his time with the League, he tossed and turned in bed. The nightmare played through his mind. I watched through his eyes, the emotions filling my head. I watched as people pulled us apart. As the League pulled me away from him and he was pulled away by Mr. Aizawa.