Greetings, Bard! Actually really worried to send this to you. I really like your works! You are one of small amount of people, who writes for gorons, and I really love your work! I was crying, while reading Daruk x sick!reader. Thank you very much for that!
Actually, if it's doesn't bother you too much, you have some time and wish to write. Then may I request Daruk x reader. Where reader helps Daruk wash his hair. This man has beautiful hair. And I don't know why, but I feel like he will be like cloud after washing them. And maybe some fluff??
Thank you very much for your work again!
So I got this request more than once and there’s something about washing someone else’s hair that signifies such a deep level of love and care for the person having their hair washed. I’d honestly be happy to write this for all three of our Goron faves.
While grateful to you for being considerate of his jagged mop, the chief isn’t exactly keen on washing his hair too often. He mentions something about the earth of Death Mountain enriching his hair and building character - but you can tell with the way that he’s not cross his arms that he’s more or less bluffing. Set your hands on your hips and give him a look of ‘you can’t lie to me’, and he’ll eventually relent, being unable to resist your determined look.
Grabbing some well water from Kakariko Village, you make your way back up with it and into Goron City where you start by dunking a bowlful over Darunia’s head. The Goron chief sits impatiently with his legs crossed as you get to lathering at his scalp. You’re mindful to hold your tongue as you scrub the ash from his stony white pointed locks, slowly causing them to lose their angular shape as the water clears out all the impurities in his hair. He chooses not to say much as you work, though his arms are fully crossed over his chest and his knee is tapping steadily into the ground. You can’t help but smile though, despite his reluctant nature, he was amenable pretty quickly to your offer and you internally gave him brownie points for not being a total sourpuss. When you finish, you move to get a towel, but he stops you. A rough shake of his head has his drenched hair immediately springing back into their sharper ends, though noticeably whiter. You gawk in surprise, but a hand covering the top of your head breaks your thoughts. His smirk is small, but it’s a genuine Darunia smile - and he gives you his thanks to go along with it.
Over the moon that you’d offer to do something so nice for him!
He wastes no time taking you over to the hot springs on the outskirts of the city, finding the biggest one so you both can comfortable relax. Daruk looks the most peaceful you’ve ever seen him: content smile, hands resting neatly in his lap, so opposite from the boisterous and stand tall pride that personified him. As you poured the warm water over his head and began sudsing up his hair, you were genuinely surprised his hair was incredibly soft already. This made you giggle, having heard so many people mention his beard and hair being comparable to clouds. Gently your fingers weaved through his long white locks, washing away all of the ash and dirt that he rolled through on a daily basis. The Goron champion hummed low in enjoyment, your fingers providing a comfort he’d never felt before. Being a sought after name in Goron City had Daruk so ready to handle any situation that he often what it was like not to have much to think about.
“I could get used to this” he sighs relaxedly. His eyes are fully closed now, and you take this opportunity to come around to his beard. Being this close to his face makes you a tad nervous because of the proximity, but his slacken posture eases your apprehension. Your fingertips scrub into his facial hair, the soap lathering in bunches and truly shaping him up to look more like a cloud than ever. When you reach his cheeks, a brief wave of affection washes over you. You hold his face for only a few seconds, and though he does not notice that you’ve stopped, you commit to memory the calm of that has completely engulfed him. At the end of your washing, you carefully doused his head in more warm spring water, making sure to wring out the excess at the ends of his hair and beard. The towel that you brought with you, now cozy from the heat of the springs, was brought to his face and head to dry off any remaining water.
When you were finally finished, you lent him the biggest smile you could muster. The white of his mane looked pristine and even he seem impressed as his large hand felt the softness he touched. Without missing a beat, you were scooped up in his giant arms, squeezed affectionately to his chest. “I feel better than ever!” roared Daruk, swinging you in his hold before slowly easing you away from him. His grin was about as jovial as it gets, “I owe ya one, sweetheart,” he said, the appreciation warm on his tongue. He held you close once more, opting for a more tender hug now as he softly murmured, “Thank you.”
This Goron is instantly touched that you’d be willing to do something so sweet.
Taking a page out Daruk’s book, he offers to sit with you at the nearby hot springs. Yunobo doesn’t have a tremendous amount of hair, but the flowy swirl of white on his head is pretty soft to the touch; this allows you to instead have the idea of giving his head a nice massage! Scratching gently at his scalp once you’ve lathered up his hair, you knead carefully into the skin of his head. Your fingertips squeeze and release gently in intervals, slowly releasing any tension Yunobo had locked at his head. The sigh he lets out is one of complete comfort, and it makes your heart thump hearing him sound so relaxed. Using your palms, you carefully scoop at his neck, applying gentle pressure and moving into slow, deliberate strokes in order to soften the muscles there. As you massage and compress across his entire head, you can see Yunobo struggling to stay awake from your ministrations. A gentle giggle escapes you, arms coming around his shoulders as you lean on his rocky back from behind, “Don’t drift off just yet, sleepyhead, I gotta dry you off.”
He chuckles with some embarrassment after waking back up, “S-Sorry! I’m just so relaxed, y’know? Who’d a thunk getting your head rubbed felt this good, goro?” It’s your turn to laugh as you tell him you’re happy to have helped him loosen up a bit. You rinse the remaining soap from his head before completely patting him dry, the warmth of the towel feeling good on both his head and your hands. At the signal of your completion, Yunobo lets out a generous yawn.
“I’m ready for a nap now,” he says, voice laced with sleepy tones. Before you can even respond, he sweeps you into his arms bridal style, carrying you off back to the city. You ask him in a stammer where you’re both going and he raises an eyebrow in slight confusion, “We’re gonna take a nap, like I said, goro,” he smiles down at you, “You don’t think you deserve some rest too?” You stay silent at his question, choosing your response to instead be your shuffle of comfort into his arms. He pulls you a little closer to his chest, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “Thanks for doing somethin’ so nice for me.”
You find yourself getting sleepy with the warmth that radiates from him, but you whisper out how much of a pleasure it was as you look forward to falling asleep in his embrace soon enough.
