Responsibilities

Comfort

(Y/N)'s one day streak of not being depressed was just that - a streak that lasted a single day. No one really cared much about this other than God.
Either on behalf of God or according to God's orders, Stocking couldn't tell, Garterbelt had tasked her with doing something about (Y/N). Now equipped with ice cream that she wanted to eat and a very boring lecture from Garterbelt on how to fix (Y/N), Stocking was standing at his door, trying to knock on said door with her hands full. After hearing some sniffling on the other side of the door which may or may not have made her mystery feeling come back and remembering part of Garterbelt's lecture, Stocking announced, "I'm coming in!"
(Y/N) didn't have time to react before his door was effectively kicked down by Stocking. Not that he was going to anyway. "What d'you want?"
"I'm here to cheer you up."
"Cuz Garterbelt told you to?"
"At least he didn't ask Panty." Stocking dropped one of the small containers of ice cream and a spoon on (Y/N)'s head, causing him to finally stop lying with his face in his pillow.
"Aren't you supposed to pretend that you're here 'cuz you care about me?"
"Garterbelt didn't say anything about that," Stocking answered while opening her own container of ice cream. She was proud that she had restrained herself from keeping (Y/N)'s ice cream for herself, even if she regretted it slightly.
Several minutes of silent ice cream eating later, Stocking remembered that she was not, in fact, in (Y/N)'s room so she could eat ice cream. "So, what's up?"
"...Nothing. Just a sad day."
"A sad day?"
(Y/N) rolled his eyes. "A day where I feel sad for no reason."
Stocking thought carefully before replying, "Are you sure you're not reacting badly to Panty coming back?" The last remnants of life left (Y/N)'s eyes.
Having both finished her ice cream and seemingly made the situation worse, Stocking resorted to her final plan of action as Garterbelt had recommended earlier. The angel stood up and gestured for (Y/N) to do the same. "C'mon, get up." He did as he was told and Stocking stepped up to him.
(Y/N) was very surprised to say the least. At the back of his mind, he knew that what Stocking was doing what she was doing because Garterbelt told her to. However, another part of his mind wanted to believe that she was hugging him because she wanted to.
Not really knowing what to do in his current situation, (Y/N) stood awkwardly until Stocking backed away from him. "Was it really that bad," she asked in what was probably an attempt at humour. He shook his head before sitting back on his bed.
Stocking wasn't really expecting anything to happen when she hugged (Y/N) but she definitely did not expect her mystery feeling to turn into something warm and very comfortable. Unfortunately, the mystery feeling turned back into its usual self when she let go.

(Y/N) watched as Stocking was struck by a bolt of lightning as she tried to leave his room. A scrap of paper had appeared in her hand and she looked less than happy after reading it. With a frustrated expression, the angel stomped back to his bed and threw herself onto it. She had clearly overestimated how much throwing she had to do which resulting in her leaning against (Y/N).
Apparently God was not satisfied with Stocking's work which irritated her greatly. It was now the angel's turn to be surprised when she found herself in (Y/N)'s arms after unintentionally throwing herself at him. The fact that she was rather awkwardly strewn across (Y/N) was overshadowed by the fact that the warm and comfy version of her mystery feeling had returned.