KAISOO ONESHOTS

COSMIC LOVE

Author: memefucker69
Description: When Kyungsoo goes to the exoplanet, Ex'act, to research the wildlife, he doesn't expect to have his heart stolen by a special native named Kai.

Tags: tribal!au, made-up language, minor character death, smut (top!kai)

Word Count: 17.8k
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“That honey could save millions of people,” Kyungsoo breathes, eyeing the deadly vehemi bees’ nest from the moss-covered tree he hides behind.

Chanyeol rolls his eyes. “Yes, yes, I know. Save me the lecture about cancer research. Just tell me how you want me to help you get it.”

Kyungsoo scoffs, glaring at Chanyeol who’s standing behind him, gun at the ready. “Put that gun away, marine. Nothing here is going to harm us.”

“But those bear-looking things from the other week…” Chanyeol argues.

“They won’t come here. The sun isn’t down yet. Save me the lecture,” Kyungsoo grumbles, bending down to reach into the bag they’d brought with them, a duffle filled with small survival necessities in the case of an accident and the items needed for extracting the honey from the bees’ nest. Chanyeol mumbles something but places his gun down on the ground.

Researching the plant and wildlife on the small exoplanet that’s similar to Earth, Ex’act, was always known to Kyungsoo and his fellow team of government scientists to be dangerous with hostile and wild animals and natives that could attack them at any moment if they didn’t watch their backs, but they had a team of trained marines to protect them—Chanyeol being one of them. Kyungsoo doesn’t like them as they tend to shoot anything that moves and harm innocent wildlife, but Chanyeol’s tolerable at least.

“They’re like the bees on Earth.” Kyungsoo takes out something that looks like a silver kettle, only a little skinnier and larger with an accordion-like appendage. “Smoke causes them to relax, and we can harvest without them attacking us. You might get stung, but one sting won’t kill you.” Opening the lid, he pulls out a lighter and ignites the paper stuffed inside. “You smoke the bees’ nest, while I extract the honey.”

“Sounds easy,” Chanyeol grins, taking the smoker from him.

“Don’t fuck up, Chanyeol, I swear to god I’ll kill you if you do,” Kyungsoo warns with a fierce glare. If Chanyeol messes up, it means a million stings for him, but he doesn’t trust the marine to extract the honey effectively. “Don’t stop smoking the hive, now go.” He pushes the suddenly reluctant man towards the buzzing hive.

Chanyeol glances back at the scientist but inches his way towards the nest, smoking gun clutched with both hands. He starts to smoke the hive and instantly the activity of the bees flying around dies down, and Kyungsoo takes his chance. Grabbing a nearby branch of the tree with a knife in his hand, he starts up the tree, climbing towards the large branch that the hive hangs from. It’s not long before he’s inching down a nearby branch gingerly, not wanting to jostle the hive. It swats away from of the gathering smoke before using the knife to cut away at an extension of the hive, black-tinted honey oozing out. He cuts through completely, flinching at the sting of a bee, and the chunk drops down to the ground.

Kyungsoo doesn’t want to push anymore—as he already feels bad for stealing from the nature—and climbs back down. Once he’s back on the ground, he picks up the piece of black honeycomb and places it in a plastic bag. “You can stop smoking them now, Chanyeol.”

“Alright,” Chanyeol coughs as he walks through the haze he created. “Are we heading back to camp now? The sun’s going down.”

“Yeah, just give me a second to pack things back up,” Kyungsoo replies as he takes out a bottle of water and uses it to douse the flame inside the smoker before dumping the soaked paper out.