Stop Stop It

Being above the term 'commoner' is tiring, but being surrounded by people even more above the term is completely draining.

Zitao is half-dragging himself by the time they return home. Well, house. Because a home is something-you know what? Forget it. He's so done using his brain for the day and just want to lay down or play with Candy to relieve his stress. With that in mind, he bid his cousins good night and goes to the door that leads to the basement.

Or what's supposed to be a basement base on rich people's standard.

Opening the door, Zitao is greeted by a hallway with a decent size and length painted in white. The wall lamps are on and he thank the Gods above for it so. It make the place less scarier and lessens his fear of the fact that his room is directly in front of Oh Sehun. But then again, it also makes it look like it's a tunnel to the afterlife. Which might not be wrong because he swear he could hear Sehun plot his death from the walls.

Inhaling a deep breath, he trudges the four flights of stairs and makes his way to his room.

He opens his door and the automatic lights turns on. The first time it did, he nearly his pants but now, it already lost it charm. Which he thinks is good because it means that he could easily adapt to this whole rich and the famous lifestyle. Not that he isn't already rich in the first place.

Nu-uh.

The only reason why he lived like a peasant for five years is because his parents thought that it'd be a great idea to send him to his aunt to learn the art of farming. They said something about "you should learn not to relay on money too much, Tao! So here's your ticket and passport and my sister will be waiting for your arrival!" and they run off to the Amazon Rainforest to document the lives of monkey-people or something like that.

Honestly, who in the right mind says that to their eleven years old son?

Also, his Aunt and her husband is no better because they act poor for reasons unknown.

Whatever.

It doesn't concern him nor is he even interested.

"Candy, I'm back." He calls out as he places his bag on the nearest sofa. He goes to the mini fridge beside it to take a bottle of water. Usually, he would hear a soft pitter-patter of paws the moment he calls but Zitao already downs half of the bottle and no cute Tea Cup Poodle is still in sight. Frowning, he roams his eyes inside the room.

"Candy?" He calls out again, this time going to where his bedroom is.

When he sees no pup around, Zitao starts to panic. He clearly remember leaving him inside before going to school (not forgetting to leave some food and water for him). Did somebody entered his room while he was away? If yes, then who?! Why would they even take Candy in the first place?! Of all expensive things they could steal why must it be—

His train of thoughts is then cut off by the soft pitter-patter sound of paws from behind him.

Sighing in relief, Zitao clutches his chest and face the source of the sound.

Only, what he sees isn't what he is expecting. The boy dumbly blinks at the thing that made the sound.

It is a dog.

A freaking dog.

Yet...

It isn't Candy.

No, it is bigger than Candy. It's not even a tea cup poodle, it's a Bichon if he remembers it correctly. Frowning, he crouches down and takes a treat from his pocket. He motions the dog to come closer with his hand. The dog gives him a curious glance for a couple of moments before coming closer and taking the treat from his hand. Complimenting the dog, he pats its fur and wonders where it is from. He searches for a collar and sure enough, there is one underneath all that white fur.

It's a gold coated collar with silver circular pendant.

"Are you Aunt Rongjia's pet? You have a really fancy collar her—" The rest of his sentence didn't even sees its end when he finally read the name and information at the back of the pendant.

The blood on his face completely drains as the reality of who this dog's owner came to light.

'If found, return to Oh Sehun or else you're ing dead.'

Zitao covers his mouth to not let his scream escape his mouth. He falls on his and slithers backwards until his back came in contact with his bed. Not really understanding why Zitao did so, the dog tilts his head to the side before wagging his tail and walks to him. Gulping, he gives the dog a nervous look.

How on Earth did Sehun's dog even got here inside his room?!

And where the hell is Candy?!

C-could it be that...

Staring at the cute dog's eyes, a horrifying thought crosses his mind. This is Sehun's dog, right? And Sehun is evil. Like really evil. Earlier, he saw him laugh at an 'Omega' (at least he thinks the boy was an Omega) he tripped and his face contorted into something ugly like a mix of Japanese ogre and Shrek. And there's this saying that pets acts like their owners and Sehun could be a cannibal because he definitely looks like one...

SO DID THIS DOG ATE HIS KANDY?!

Zitao whimpers and tears at the idea of his precious child being eaten by another.

"Vivi I'm home!"

He hears the person he's been dreading to see—and possibly the one behind his baby's death, or absence for that matter—scream from the hallway, which then was followed by the dog's perking up and running to the source of the sound. Luckily, Zitao closed his door so the dog could only whimper and scratch on it. Scared that Sehun might hear, Zitao quickly takes him away from the door and runs to the corner of the room with a dog in his arms.

Zitao tries his hardest to let the tears in because Sehun might really be a demon and he could hear from a fifty kilometer radius.

But then something happened.

Or he heard something happened.

Which kind of doesn't make sense because how the do you even 'hear' something happen?

Unimportant details aside, Zitao gape at his door when a very familiar tiny bark answers Sehun's call. He swears his jaw literally falls when it barks again.

"Woah, Vivi. How did you lost so many weight for a day?" He hears Sehun say as he rush back to the door to place his ear on it. He gulps thickly when he hears a growl followed by another bark from the side of the door. He hear something that's akin to a tiny dog snarling and Sehun's yelping. When he hears it whine, it took Zitao's all to not rush out and pummel Sehun on the floor.

He you not, he knows Kung Fu.

"Chill out, will you?" Sehun grumbles. "I bought you a treat." He coos before the sound of door closing resonated within the hall.

Zitao waits for a few more minutes to make sure that Sehun is out of ear shot before opening his door and staring at the other's with blank eyes. Two seconds later, he ran out of the basement with his mouth open in a soundless scream. He runs as fast as he could to the place where he knows the person who could help him the most resides. Nearly tripping and face planting on the marbled stair, Zitao pushes his self to stand up.

He knocks in panic as he reaches his destination.

Whoever is on the other side is probably startled base from the crashing he heard. But Zitao pays this no in mind and continues to knock like a drummer on drugs.

But he don't do drugs.

Because drugs are bad and it makes you stupid and ugly and stupid and, did he already mentioned 'ugly'? Whatever, point is—and oh, he just punched a guy's face.

Yifan's groan is the first thing that he registered which is then followed by the fact that he just punched a Lu. Or Wu. Whatever, why didn't the world just made them siblings so that people won't be so confused?! Okay, back to the real problem.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screams and takes a step back, finally realizing that he got the wrong door.

"Tao?!" The instance, Joonmyun—who is the person he was going to call in the first place—slams open his door and runs to his cousin's aid. Yet after seeing the fallen Lu on the floor, the blood on his face completely drains and he give his cousin a horrified look. "W-what did you do?!" He shrieked and screamed when Yifan looke up and gave them both a murderous look. Joonmyun did a perfect ninety-degree bow and grabbed Zitao's hand, running as fast as he could away from the place before Yifan could wring their necks and eat their corpse for dinner.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" The elder questions when he finally deem that they're now safe.

Zitao blubber something about cannibalism, not giving a , the haters, and is doing some weird dance that looks so much like a voodoo summoning a demon. Having enough of his cousin, Joonmyun took him upon himself set him right.

He slapped him.

"Calm down!" He says but then feels guilt eat him upon seeing how the younger boy's lower lip quivers. ", I'm sorry. You weren't calming down so—it works on telivision and—Taozi, don't cry! Please, please calm down!" He coaxes as he cups the boy's face with both of his hand. He wipes the tears that had fallen with his thumbs with his panic not disappearing by how his cousin's tears continues to fall like a waterfalls. Zitao sniffles more before engulfing the elder into a bone crushing hug.

"He got Candy." He sobs into the elder's shoulder.

Joonmyun blinks a couple of times as he awkwardly pat his cousin on the back. His brows furrows in confusion and thought of the people who are named Candy. And no one comes into mind. Or is he referring to a real candy? If so, who the will steal from a scary looking guy like Zitao?

"... Who's Candy?" He finally asks after a series of awkward patting on the back.

"My dog!" Zitao gasps in offence and let go of the elder.

"You have a dog?" Joonmyun questions in shock.

"Yes! Jongdae and I went to the pet shop together! How can you not know that?" Zitao gasps again, letting go of his cousin in the process. If he was crying two seconds ago, now he is downright sulking. His lower lip is jutting out and he is giving Joonmyun a look that's equal to a child sulking because his Mom couldn't understand his drawing.

Gulping, Joonmyun tries to smile but it came out as forced which obviously didn't sat well with the younger.

"A-anyway! Who was it that you're saying that took your dog?" The elder diverts the situation to the original problem. At the mention of his missing dog, Zitao shrieks in panic and shakes the elder with all his force.

"Sehun! He took my dog and his dog is currently in my room and what the , I think he don't even realize that he got my dog!" He rapidly says as he continuously shake his cousin till he feels his brain hit his skull.

"T-taozi! For the last time, calm down!" Joonmyun gasps as his surrounding continues to swirl.

"Why are you telling me to calm down when my child's possibly in danger?!" He starts to hysteric, not even stopping from shaking Joonmyun for his dear life.

"I-I'm sorry!" Joonmyun apologizes even though he really shouldn't. "I get it, I get it! I'll talk to Sehun now so please stop shaking me!" He gasp out. Lucky for him, Zitao finally halts with his words. Despite the fact that he is still sniveling, he give his cousin an hopeful look while the boy recovers from his dizziness.

"You will?" He asks with a soft voice and his eyes that are usually sharp are filled with hope. Joonmyun have to admit he looked really adorable that moment.

"Yes."

Is what he said.

But when they are finally in front of Sehun's door, Joonmyun find himself chickening out. His hand hovers on the door but he couldn't bring himself to knock as Jongdae's words of dying and being sacrificed to the demon goat resonates within his head. He swallows thickly at the idea. Zitao is behind him, half-hiding and half-forcing the elder to knock. Sehun's dog—according to him—is leisurely sitting beside the door like he's also waiting for him to knock so that he could return home and sleep.

For his entire seventeen years of existence, he never expected that knocking could be this nerve wreaking.

"What are you waiting for?! Kandy could be dying in there!" Zitao hisses on his ear.

"Don't rush me! I'm trying to prepare myself here!" He hisses back which made Zitao groan and roll his eyes.

"I knew I should have called Minseok instead! Unlike you, he's not a chicken!" The younger says in annoyance.

"If I'm a chicken then you're a chick!" Joonmyun spits back and elbows the boy. "And of course he's not a chicken, he's a cow!" And Zitao wants to pummel him there and then because his stupid cousin had the audacity to crack a joke during such a crucial time.

"See, that's why Minho don't reciprocate your feelings. You're ing lame." He deadpans which makes the elder gasp in offence.

"T-take that back! He's just not into boys, it not like that!" Joonmyun exclaims before slapping his cousin on his shoulder.

"Stop it! That's not the real problem here!" Zitao exclaims back as he tries to shield himself from the elder's attack. "We need to save Kandy! your hopeless love life!" And he simply keeps on adding fuel to the fire.

"My love life is not hopeless! I'll show you!" Joonmyun, obviously triggered by Zitao's statement, continues to throw slaps and punches on the boy's shoulder. Zitao's scream and yelp of pain resonates within the hall. At the back of their mind, they remember that they shouldn't make so much noise, only, they don't remember why.

The answer then came five seconds later.

"Can I ing help you?" Sehun—upon slamming his door open and successfully put a stop to the two boy's brawling—growls and gives them the nastiest glare that he could muster.

Zitao let out a sound equal to a 'meep' and hides behind the elder's back. If he is fighting him earlier, the younger reduced to a tamed pup—or panda—that hides behind his mother so that he wouldn't die first. He hears the elder swallow thickly but that didn't fazed Zitao because if there is someone who's going to die here, it isn't him.

"A-actually," Joonmyun stutters then start to think that Zitao might be right and they should have called Minseok instead. Because unlike Yixing, Sehun is frightening with his tousled blonde hair and permanent scowl on his face. (Although he have to agree that Yifan was more frightening because he looks at Joonmyun like he want to skin him alive on a regular basis but let's not get to that.) Not to mention, Minseok make Lu Han back down.

"Yeah?" Sehun scoffs. "Can you not waste my time and spill it already?"

Surprisingly, the response to his question didn't came from Joonmyun.

"Y-you have my dog and I want to take him back." Zitao bravely speaks and hold his ground even when Sehun glares at him.

"What dog?" Sehun questions as he crosses his arms on his chest.

"Uh, my dog? The white tea cup poodle you have in your room I heard barking earlier?" Zitao responds, his spunky side coming into view with how Sehun is acting like he don't know what's he's saying.

"I don't know what you're talking about. That's my dog." Sehun spit back, emphasizing on the word 'my'.

Gritting his teeth, Zitao isn't about to back down despite of the fact that he still have Joonmyun as a meat shield. "Actually, that's my dog and how dumb are you to not recognize your own?" He hisses which makes Joonmyun's fear fly high to the sky. Zitao is baring his fangs on a dangerous enemy especially when said enemy flinches at the word 'dumb'.

"I. Am. Not. Dumb." Sehun growls and if looks could bury you alive and kill you, Zitao's probably dead by now.

"Yeah?" Zitao says with pure sarcasm dripping off his words. "And that's not your dog." He says and pointed at the white Bichon who now lies on Sehun's feet without a care of the world. Looking down, Sehun dumbly stares at the creature on his feet. Zitao could almost see the wires in his head whirl and when his expression finally lit up with recognition, the elder tries his hardest to contain the laugh in his throat.

Sehun flushes red as he gapes at the dog.

Zitao isn't even able to stop the small laugh that escapes his mouth when Sehun covered half of his face with one hand. He could almost see the smoke come out of his ears as he continues to flush even redder.

But Zitao's small laugh backfires when Sehun mildly regained from his embarrassment and gave him the most blood curling glare that he could. The younger wordlessly takes the dog on his feet and retreats back to his room with a loud slam of the door.

"Hey!" Zitao screams and step away from his meat shield named Joonmyun. "Give me back my dog!" He adds and pounds on Sehun's door. Not so long later, it opens and the boy throws his dog out, which Zitao luckily caught. For the second time that day, Sehun slams his door on Zitao's face.

And then, Zitao and Joonmyun finally came into conclusion that Oh Sehun is a dumb blonde who can't even recognize his own dog.

Bae Joohyun, or Irene because "it's cuter and I think that anyone with the name Irene is pretty and I am pretty therefore I should be called Irene", is not like your typical Beta.

While she do possess the narcissistic traits of a Beta, she acts more like a deranged Omega most of the time. Her fellow Betas don't even know or could grasp the reason why she created a Voodoo club (that doesn't even do any Voodoo stuffs) but they long had learned to brush it off and blame it on the fact that her mother possibly dropped her when she was a baby.

With that being said, over the time, Irene had proven herself to be quite a big help to those who are confused or those who just want to eat some fresh cookies.

Betas and Omegas alike visit her on a daily basis for advice and she keeps her reputation of making them feel better afterwards. She is so good at giving advice that she's thinking of taking psychology in college, or you know, just travel places to give, umm, advice.

(She's really good at it, trust her.)

But that day, the girl finds her self face-to-face with a person she never expected to visit her Voodoo club (more like a Alice in Wonderland club to be honest).

Irene, brushing her bangs that barely reaches her eyebrows, gives her visitor a curious look. While he doesn't look to be uncomfortable inside the room, the girl couldn't erase the underlying feeling that whatever it is that he want is going to surprise her to no end. (Unless he wants some cookies because if so, she can't really blame him. Her club member Seunghwan makes the best cookies out there.)

While Lu Han's presence is unexpected, she'd admit that it isn't really unwelcomed.

"So!" She starts upon recovering from her initial shock. "What may I help you with?" Before eventually flashing her signature smile that even the coldest Beta could not resist.

Unless you're an Alpha of course, because they're either too stupid and stoned (with candy) to care or too full of themselves.

Lu Han looks unsure for a moment but after his inner battle (Irene thinks) he finally sighs and sinks deeper into the red velvet chair. "I asked Jongin if he know someone who can help me with some problems because I don't want to go to a psychiatrist and he led me to you." He explain. "Honestly, I don't even know how you can help me, you don't even have a degree but I guess it's worth the shot." He continues as he twiddles his thumbs.

Pouring her visitor a cup of Earl Grey tea from her ceramic tea pot, she smiles. "Ah yes, Jongin. He comes to me for advice from time to time." She says. "So, please tell me what has been bothering you and I promise I will not tell anyone."

Clearing his throat, Lu Han nods. "Okay," He says. "Okay, first of all you must know me right?"

When Irene nods, Lu Han resumes.

"I am the first grandchild of Lu Ouyang and the only one who carries his great name among us four, do you know how much of a big deal that is?" Lu Han rants as she pours herself a cup of tea. "I'm his fifth heir when you think about because you know my dad and aunts are the first, second, third, and fourth but details aside! I'm ing important! I'm also famous, I literally own this school because my Dad's the biggest shareholder!"

Irene let Lu Han rant and is not even bothered by how smug he is being.

"Do you know how many followers I have on Instagram? Millions! I have millions of followers!" He exclaims. "My Twitter account is no joke too! I have so many people looking up to me! I'm so famous that I can literally make people eat if I want to! You get what I'm saying?!"

Smacking her lips, the girl smiles sweetly and places her tea cup on top of its saucer. "Of course. I am one of your followers to be honest."

"Good." He grunts but then ran his hands through his hair in a exasperated manner. "But back to the topic. I am like that. I can own the world, celebrities want to date me, heck! Anything that breaths wanna date me! I'd even date me! I'm like this, I was born to be like this! I have everything and no one should have so much power to even affect me!"

Irene wants to clarify that she don't want to date him—she'd rather not have a boyfriend far prettier than her—but thinks against it with how Lu Han is looking far too panicked for a person who is supposedly have so much power and wealth.

"But then something ed up happened!" He screams which startled the girl a bit. "I think I'm being bewitched. , that's probably it!" He exclaims in a sense that he is convincing his self more than the girl in front of him.

"That's the only reason that I could think of! I think I'm being toyed by a Water God." Lu Han hysteric.

Okay, that is unexpected. Irene thought as much and give the boy a confused look. "So... Umm, you met a Water God?" She questions. , that rumor about Lu Han smoking weed everyday is probably true.

"I-I think..." he swallows thickly. "I-I met this boy about two weeks ago. , he was so ing mesmerizing! Like I never expected myself to think s-someone as 'beautiful' but I ing did!" He cries. "He made my heart beat so fast, like it legit went 'dugung-dugung- , that ain't human 'cause he's ing beautiful'. Okay, maybe it didn't really said that..." He mumbles. "But! I couldn't ing take my eyes off him the moment he entered the room!" He shrieks, far too occupied to even notice the girl who entered the room. Yet, after seeing Lu Han's deranged state, she slowly takes awkward steps back and closes the door.

"And you know what's even more strange?" Lu Han asks and gives Irene a wide eyed look. When she says an unsure 'what?', the boy swallows thickly and suddenly looks even more panicked. "He called me pretty and I immediately forgave him when he said, quote 'I really like pretty people' unquote. What the even happened?! W-who the cares if he likes pretty people?! And how dare me forgive him so easily?!"

Upon blinking a couple of times and registering what Lu Han had ranted, Irene's mouth formed into an 'o'.

"You know what else?!" He screeches which made the girl flinch from the volume of his voice. "I ing screamed at him the other day and felt so guilty that I went on my way to buy him a ing box of meat buns! I don't do that! I never do that, not even to my parents—well, my mom's never gonna get one because she always makes sure that I suffer—but I ing bought something for a person that's isn't me!" He cries and slams his fist on the marbled table and nearly knocks the tea set down.

"If I'm not being bewitched then I don't know what else." Lu Han says as he bury his face on his arms. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

Well, for starters, I think you're in love.

At least that's what Irene want to say. But she knows perfectly well that if she ever say that, then off to bankruptcy her family go. Obviously Lu Han don't want to hear the truth because the problem is so obvious and he's merely denying it. He couldn't accept it that he had fallen for this Water God he's talking about, and it's love at first sight of all things. It is kind of romantic if she dare say. But it isn't going to be romantic when they're thrown to the slums just because she had gone far too honest toward the greatest Lu Han.

So, to save her family's wealth and dignity, the girl leans forward and takes his hands to hers. Giving him the best look of pity that she could do, she shook her head. "I don't have anything to say to you my great Alpha," Irene starts. "But I'm sure of one thing... And you're not going to like it."

The sound of Lu Han swallowing thickly almost resonates within the room before Irene finally spilled the tea.

"Lu Han..." She says. "I think you're doomed."

stop stop it - got7 "stop it, stop, stop, stop, stop it, whenever you do that, it drives me crazy. when you look into my eyes with that smile it makes me want to run to you and hug you." :P

This is so overdue, i'm sorry. Been really busy with school. _(:<」∠)_