#karane x reader

Karane, Mimimi and Hahari meeting reader's family

A/n: Since both requests asked for Karane, I combined them into one post and then added Mimimi and Hahari as well. I feel like I added a bit more to Hahari's part than the other two, which should not serve as a reflection of me or my taste in women in the slightest. Also, for the sake of this fic, Hahari bought the school just to spend more time with her daughter rather than the entire Rentarou Family. Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy!

Karane Inda

"I-It's not like I want to meet your parents or anything!"

"But...it was your idea to begin with..."

"Hmph! I-I just wanted to see if they're as lame as you are, of course!"

"...Ok, but please don't say that in front of them."

"W-Whatever..."

You and Karane arrive at your parents' house, where your mother greets you at the door with a smile.

"Hello, you must be Karane! We're so happy to finally meet yo-"

"It's not like it's a pleasure to be here or anything!"

Flustered but not wanting to break her welcoming expression, your mother turns to you with an awkward smile.

"She means...she's happy to meet you too."

"...I see."

You and Karane sit at the dinner table with your parents, with Karane still blushing and flustered from the first impression she made on your mother. Wanting to break the ice, your father decides to ask her what he believes is a simple question.

"S-So, Karane, you've been dating our Y/N for quite a while now. You must be getting along well."

"I-It's not like I love them or anything! They just wouldn't stop bugging me about it until I said yes!"

Your father looks over at you with a much more grim expression.

"I...I only asked her out once, I swear."

"...I see. Y/N, will you help me wash the plates, please?"

"S-Sure thing."

You and your father stack the plates and carry them to the kitchen. Karane gets up to join you.

"I-I guess I'll help too, or whatever."

However, she's stopped by your mother grabbing her hand.

"No. Please, I'd like to talk with just the two of us, if that's ok."

"Huh? How come?"

"Because...I'd rather not say this in front of Y/N. From the way you talk about them, it sounds like you're only forcing yourself to love them. Even if that isn't the case, don't you think they deserve a girlfriend that can look them straight in the eyes and say they love them?"

"T-That's not it! I...I..."

"Please, if it isn't meant to be, you shouldn't push yourself to prove otherwise."

"No! I...I...I love them more than anyone else in the entire world! I really, really, really, really, really love them!"

"What was that?"

"Aah!"

Karane gasps in shock to see you standing just a few feet away from her.

"I-It was nothing! I didn't say anything! I definitely wasn't talking about how much I care about you!"

Knowing she'd only keep denying anything you might say, you instead opt to simply wrap your arms around her, causing her to blush.

"W-What are you doing?!"

"It's okay, Karane. I love you!"

Karane blushes even more as she stumbles over her words. Then, she takes a deep breath and looks you in the eyes.

"I...I love you too, I guess..."

"Huh? What was that? I couldn't hear you~"

"I SAID I LOVE YOU TOO!"

In her flustered state, she punches you across the cheek. After convincing your parents that that's also typical Karane behaviour and that she isn't actually abusive or anything, you both take your leave. All things considered, there are a lot of worse ways the meeting could've ended.

Mimimi Utsukushisugi

"My, the chance to meet the people who made my darling partner? How could I turn down such a beautiful offer~?"

Unlike Karane, Mimimi is much less worried about meeting your parents. After all, with her beauty and her confidence, she's sure to make them swoon just as you do for her on a daily basis.

Mimimi rings the doorbell, and your mother answers the door, only to see your girlfriend striking a pose one might find in a fashion magazine.

"Greetings, it is an honour to meet you both, though you have the greater honour of meeting one as glorious as moi~"

"Mother, this is my girlfriend, Mimimi Utsukushisugi."

"I-I see. Well, I'm happy to meet you."

Your mother holds out her hand which your girlfriend shakes gracefully.

"Naturally, all should be happy to gaze upon my beautiful visage."

"We...should probably head inside now..."

As the four of you sit together, it's painfully clear that Mimimi is much better dressed than the rest of you, as if she were eating at a classy restaurant rather than your parents' house. Meanwhile, Mimimi herself is completely unfazed, her face as blissful as ever. After all, such an occurence has become commonplace for her. That, and she can't help but take pride in her own appearance.

Mimimi's peaceful expression is broken, though, when she sees just how much sauce your parents put on her food. Worried about spilling some on her clothes, while also not wanting to make a fuss or seem disrespectful to your parents, your girlfriend shyly leans over a little and whispers to you.

"M-My darling..."

"Don't worry, Mimi. I'll swap plates with you."

You swap your plate with Mimimi, who gives you a small but very thankful smile. As the four of you continue eating, your girlfriend politely clears her throat before speaking.

"After watching you both for a while, it's become clear to me where my darling gets their good looks from."

"Oh, well, thank yo-"

"Of course, you may not be as beautiful as me, but I doubt there's anyone else in the world that is, and you come at a slightly close second. Well, third, actually. I can't forget my darling, naturally~"

"...Thank you."

"You're most welcome~"

After you've all finished eating and talking, your parents see you off at the door.

"Well, it was certainly...interesting meeting you, Miss Utsukushisugi."

"I'm sure it was~"

"A-Anyway, please keep taking care of our Y/N for us."

"Absolutely! I could never let anything stain such a beautiful face."

Mimimi lifts your chin up with one hand and plants a soft kiss on your cheek, flustering both you and your parents. Before they can respond, she's already leading you away, your hand in hers.

"Well, at least you left a lasting impression."

"Naturally, when you're as stunning as moi, you can't help but make an impression wherever you go~"

"That's not what I mea- ...Nevermind"

Hahari Hanazono

"Aah, I finally get the chance to meet the parents of my Y/N baby~ What should I wear? Should I bring flowers? Or maybe a gift?"

"Calm down, Hahari. I'm sure they're going to love you."

She lets out a sigh.

"I know, baby. It's just, at my age, it's a little embarrassing meeting my partner's family like this. I can't help but feel like I'm robbing the cradle..."

"Well, it probably doesn't help that you insist I call you 'mommy'."

Seeing that she doesn't react well to your joke, you sigh and wrap your arms around her.

"Even if they don't approve of me dating you, it won't change anything between us. I'll still love you just as much as I do now. It'll be fine, Hahari."

She looks down at you stoically, as if expecting something. You give another sigh as your face blushes pink like your girlfriend's hair.

"It'll be fine, mommy."

She lets out a squeal and hugs you tightly to her chest.

"You're right, baby! I can do this! All I have to do is convince them I love you! A mere 50,000 yen box of chocolates should be enough!"

"That's way too much!"

The day of the meeting arrives, with Hahari deciding to wear her work pantsuit. She has a much cheaper box of chocolates with her, at your request. Hahari knocks on the door, anxiously waiting for your parents to answer. Your mother opens the door with a smile...

"Welcome home, Y/N! And this must be your girlfr-"

...Which soon fades when she sees just how old your girlfriend is. Undeterred, Hahari matches your mother's smile from before with determination.

"Good evening, ma'am! It's a pleasure to meet the mother of my Y/N baby!"

"Your Y/N...baby?"

Hahari's smile widens as she suddenly pulls your head into her well above average chest.

"That's right! They're so sweet I could just eat them up! Don't you agree?"

Your mother is too stunned to respond, instead looking at you for an answer.

"I-I can explain."

You pull away from your girlfriend's grip, much to her disappointment.

"While Hahari might be on the slighlty older side, I can assure you she's just as great as any girl my own age. So, please don't judge her based solely on her age, and I hope you'll get to know her more."

Your mother stares at you for a few seconds, then at Hahari, then back to you.

"Fine. You can come in."

As she enters the house, you breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for sticking up for me, Y/N baby~"

"I-It's fine, Hahari, but...you probably shouldn't use that term right now."

"Aww, but it perfectly suits just how adorable you are~"

"Hahari..."

"Fine, fine."

Hahari gives you a pout, and the two of you follow your mother inside. At the dinner table, it's clear your mother's suspicions of your girlfriend still haven't cleared. Your father lets out a cough.

"So, Hahari, I hope Y/N is treating you well?"

"Of course! Even when they're free to relax at my mansion all day, they can't help but put all their effort into looking as cute as possible for when I come home from work!"

"You mean that they just lounge around at home all day?"

"They do. Since I earn more than enough money for both of us, and I have maids to handle all the tasks around the house, they don't have to lift a finger. Still, I do wish they'd visit the school more often, that way they could spend more time with me and my Hakari."

"Your Hakari...that wouldn't happen to be your daughter, would it?"

"She is, why do you ask?"

Your mother glares at you again, causing you to start sweating.

"I-I can explain-"

"No, I can."

Hahari cuts you off as she stands up, putting a hand over her chest.

"I'm aware that you don't agree with the age difference between me and Y/N. I'm aware that you don't agree with them dating a single mother. I'm aware that you don't agree with how unconventional our relationship is. However, I'm afraid that I don't care. I love my Y/N baby more than anything. They gave me love just when I thought I'd never love again, and they showed me the way forward. They are my light, my heart, and my everything. So, whatever you might have to say about us, I don't want to hear it."

After hearing Hahari's speech, your mother rises from her seat. And just when you think she's about to yell at your girlfriend to leave...

"You have my approval."

"What?"

"You have my approval. You may continue dating Y/N."

Hahari smiles brightly at this.

"Thank you. Truly, thank you."

"Does that mean you're done now?"

Your mother and Hahari look each other in the eyes. They both give a nod of agreement and return to their seats, making your body relax for the first time this evening.

"Great. Now that that's over, can you pass me the salt please, mommy?"

Your mother goes to hand you the salt, only to see Hahari reaching for it as well. Your mother's glare returns as she aims it straight at you.

"Can you explain this, Y/N?"