Ralsei x Anon: Horn Hygiene Edition

>be Anon, currently sitting on your couch, relaxing with a half eaten bowl of chocolate ice cream and currently reading an issue of the popular 'Goat Fancy' magazine.
>Your roommate/best friend, Ralsei, is currently upstairs, taking a shower after the two of you went for a small walk to the diner for breakfast.
>Usually either you or him cook, but the two of you weren't really in the mood to cook, and he had really been wanting to go back to QC's Diner for a while now.
>You flipped the page of the magazine, reading through a specific page that talked about personal goat hygiene.
>...honestly, you'd never be caught dead reading such things, especially with someone like Ralsei around
>But you just can't help it.
>You've honestly been quite curious about Boss Monsters ever since you moved into this town so many years ago
>...definitely not because you were harboring certain strong feelings for a certain goat for the past few months.
>Nah, of course not.
>You continue reading through the page, a little unsurprised at all the facts and stuff stated. You've learned first hand how hard gotes have it when it comes to personal hygene.
>Specifically from the water bill.
>But nonetheless, these magazines were made mainly for those who had gotes as partners and such. You might not necessarily have one, but it never hurts to be prepared, right?
>As you finish your ice cream, you hear the shower upstairs turn off.
>"Eh, I'll read the rest later tonight."
>You hide the magazine underneath the couch and stand up, stretching and groaning before taking the bowl and walking to the sink.
>As you turn on the water to quickly clean it, you hear Ralsei's voice from upstairs.
>"Uhm... hey, Anon? Are you down there?"
>"Yeah Rals, what's up?"
>"Could you come up here for a moment please? I.. have something I want to talk to you about."
>Odd... but you're not one to say no to someone like him.
>You leave the half cleaned up bowl in the sink for later, wash your hands and dry them off as you head upstairs, curious as you think about what Ralsei wants to talk to you about.
>As you finally finish going up the flight of stairs, you notice Ralsei, his body wrapped up tightly by two towels.
>"What's going on, Ralsei? Did the shower get clogged up again or something?"
>He blushed at this and shook his head. It wouldn't have surprised you if that was the case, but he is a goat with fluffy fur, so it's a given for such things to happen.
>You've honestly been meaning to get a more specialized drainage system and stuff, but the money just isn't there for it yet.
>"N-no it's nothing like that, I uhm… well, it's more of a favor that I'd like to ask of you, Anon…"
>"Oh?"
>oh boy.
>"Y-yeah… it's something I've been meaning to ask for for a little while now…"
>"I uh… w-well, you see… I… my um… oh, Angel above, please forgive me for not being able to form the right words…"
>At this point your mind is racing, thinking of what he may say next.
>You didn't show it though, or if you did, he didn't notice.
>"Well… since you and I have known each other for quite a while now… a-and we've been living under the same roof for a majority of that time… I really truly trust you Anon and…"
>"...could…"
>"C-could you please uhm… please help polish and trim my horns?"
>...
>"...I, I sometimes have trouble doing it… I really do try to keep them smooth and nip off the tips so they won't be sharp or anything… but I think it'd be better to have s-someone help me so it could go by faster and easier, h-haha…"
>"I-if you don't mind of course!"
>...
>Fuck.
>Does he know you read those damn magazines…?
>"Oh uh, yeah sure Rals! I wouldn't mind helping you with that. Do you uh, have the tools on you to do it?"
>He nods bashfully and opens the bathroom door for you to enter, with him quickly sitting on a stool he brought in from your kitchen earlier.
>On the top of the cabinet was a filer, some bandages and other items.
>You sigh softly and nod, "Alrighty. I'll uh, get started. Tell me if I do something wrong or if it doesn't feel right."
>He nods quickly, his blush never fading as he averts his gaze, staying still as you look at the mirror, then back at him.
>With that, you being to file down the sharp edges of his horns and the uneven bumps, as rare as they were to find on his horns. He closed his eyes and let you do it all, opening them up on occasion to double check if you're doing anything wrong, but quickly shutting them when you make eye contact with him via the mirror.
>Shy little gote.
>You continue your work, finishing up a few minutes later after having gently lathered his horns in antiseptic cream and wrapped them in the bandages.
>"Alright, I think I'm all done Ralsei."
>He looks at his horns closely in the mirror after you bandaged them, very lightly brushing his paws on the now blunt tip of his horns.
>He then stands up from the stool and smiles brightly, giving you a fluffy hug that makes your heart stop and soar through the roof every single time he does so.
>"Thank you, Anon… I'm sorry if you felt a little uncomfortable about me having asked such a thing from you… I'll make it up by baking your favorite cake later though!"
>You can't help but smile and hug the gote back, being mindful of his horns as you give him a soft squeeze
>"No worries Rals, I'm always one for helping out my best friend. But I definitely wouldn't say no to your cakes…"
>He giggles happily and nods, "hehe, I'll get right on it then!"
>As you break the hug with him, he walks out of the bathroom, going to the guest bedroom in order to change before he starts baking.
>Before he enters, he turns back to you as you begin to put away the items you used.
>"I-I guess those magazines really did come in handy for you, huh Anon?" He asked with an all-knowing smug look that you fail to really see.
>"Yeah honestly. I didn't think I'd actually have the skill to pull that off, but I guess I-"
>...
>"Wait, what did you just sa-"
>Before you could finish, the door was now closed, followed by the sounds of muffled giggles, leaving you to your own flustered, shocked self.