Disclaimer: I do not own Scooby-Doo, but if I did the show would make a lot of fan girls happy.
A/N: Before you read, please don't hate me. I got this idea while trying to write another story.
Shaggy nodded at the doorman, as he headed into the hotel and went towards the elevators. Today was the day Shaggy was going to tell Fred how he felt about their so-called relationship. Relationship. Ha! Their one nightstand turned into weekly meetings. He was tired of being used. Whenever he tried to talk to Fred it never worked out. They always ended up having sex. Today was going to be different.
Shaggy met Fred in their usual room at the Coolsville Inn. As soon as he closed the door, he was pushed up against and kissed ravenously. Before his brain was turned into mush, he nudged Fred off of him.
"Fred, like we need to talk."
"Later." Fred kissed him again. Soon the two found their way over to the bed. Before things got out of hand, Shaggy pushed Fred off and scooted away from him.
"Fred, we need to talk like now."
"Fine. What is it?"
Shaggy took a deep breath. "Fred, like this isn't working out."
"What isn't?"
"This," Shaggy motioned his hand between the two of them, "you and me. It's over."
Fred reached out and grabbed his hand. "Whatever it is, whatever's wrong, we can work it out. Please, just tell me what I can do to stay with you."
Shaggy looked up and saw why he fell for Fred in the first place. He stared into those sky blue eyes. "Fred, I would like to be with you really, it's just…"
"Just what?"
"It's just…just that like you're married. You told me over and over again that you were like going to leave her, but you never did. I believed you and you're still with her."
"You and I both know I can't leave Daphne. She's pregnant. I just can't do it." Fred's voice was barely a whisper when he finished.
Shaggy pulled his hand away from Fred, stood up, and walked towards the door. He opened the door, but before he left, he took in the sight before him. Fred sitting on the bed, shoulders slumped, a look of despair on his face. He had never seen him like that before, and he knew after he left their friendship and trust of one another would be different from now on. Shaggy needed to end things; it would be better for both of them.
"Norville, don't go. Please."
Shaggy turned back towards the door, tears threatening to escape. "Like I'm sorry, Fred." And with that he left, tears filling his eyes and silently falling down his cheeks.
As minutes ticked away, Fred just sat there. He couldn't stand to let Shaggy go. He needed him. Dare to say he loved him. He stood up, ran out of the room, and headed towards the elevators. Fred ran out of the Inn, and spotted Shaggy crossing the street.
"Shaggy watch out!"
Shaggy landed flat on the pavement. His mind finally registering what just happened, he was his by an SUV. He saw people hovering over him, and saw Fred pushing them out of the way. Fred then knelt down beside him screaming at people, but he didn't know what he was saying. Shaggy tried to keep his eyes open, but failed. He felt himself being cradled in Fred's arms.
"Shaggy please don't go, don't go. I love you. Don't leave me."
Fin?
A/N: Please don't hate me. Anyway review if you want to. Thanks for reading.