So there's this ex-racer, right? He had a lovely career, won races, got sponsorships, etc. and now he's happily retired. He's seen his miles (heh, miles) and now he'd gone to the countryside to calm down. Well, he's living great on his own, his own little house, his own (still fast) cars, his own little town. Well, in his little town he stumbles into this sweet man at the grocery store, literally stumbles into him, and by god its like a fanfic. When he falls he drops his things, grabbing the toned arms of the taller man. when he looks up, damn is he hot. He's got this lovely salt and pepper hair, some smile lines and far too many worry lines too. The taller man chuckles and liftes the racer from himself, crouching down to pick up the groceries he dropped in the process. The racer doesn't even realize the other man is talking till he registers the silky smooth voice in his ears, and the hand on his shoulder, and the mans face a little too close to his own. Once the racer finally realizes what happening, he flushes and takes everything, scurrying away a blushing mess.
He thought thats the last of the other man he'd be seeing definitely not in his dreams no when the racer stumbles into the man again at the library, with the mans child. A sweet young girl who challenged his knowledge on racing and cars until he outed himself as an ex-racer. Then, he saw the man again with his child at the coffee shop. At the arcade. The bowling alley. He continued seeing the two until he saw the man by himself at the gym, and damn he was a lot more toned than he originally thought. The ex-racer talked to him and was able to officially plan a date no he did not giggle like a teenage girl when he got home.
Eventually, after a few dates when the man was walking the ex-racer home, the man walked the racer to his doorstep, and placed a rough hand on the ex-racers cheek, somehow cupping it softly.
"I had a lovely night, Fenton." The ex-racer said, fluttering his eyelashes.
"I did too, McQueen." Danny said, leaning in for a kiss.
