"Come on, Roman!" you yelled loudly, making sure the superstar could hear you. One. Two. Three. You jumped up and down with excitement as you rushed into the ring with your boys to celebrate the win that Roman had just claimed. 

You hugged Roman before separating and looking at the crowd. Some people were booing, but most of them were cheering. You wore a proud smile on your face as the four of you walked out of the ring, back to the gorilla. "Nice win," you told Roman. "Thanks, Y/N. Are we hanging out tonight?" Roman asked the group.

"I've got to shower first, but then I'm down," you replied. "We'll bring the alcohol," Seth added, nudging Dean who chuckled. "Who's hotel room?" you questioned. "We can hang out at mine, I'll text you the room number," Roman said.

"Sounds good, I'll meet you guys there," you told them with a smile before parting ways and going back to your own hotel room. You got in the shower, washing off all the sweat from your match earlier tonight. When you got out,  you changed into some comfortable shorts and a tank top before pulling out your phone.

You looked at the room number that Roman had texted you and then made your way there, knocking on the door. Roman opened the door with a smile and you saw all three men were already there; and, they had the same idea as you. They were all freshly showered.

"The princess is here," Roman told the other men. "Shut up, you know I hate it when you call me that," you told him, playfully slapping him on the arm. "What's wrong with that nickname? Corbin called us the princes of WWE which would make you a princess," he defended. "Princesses don't hold the Woman's Champion title, and Corbin meant it as an insult," you teased.

"Maybe, but jokes on him now" Roman countered. You laughed and rolled your eyes at him as Seth yelled, "Come on, Y/N. We poured a shot for you." You walked past Roman as he shut the door and sat next to Seth, picking up your shot glass. 

The four of you tapped your shot glasses together before quickly downing the liquor inside of it. "Alright, what's on the list for tonight?" Dean asked, looking at you. You looked between Seth and Roman, making it clear that you weren't choosing the game, and Seth finally pulled out his phone. "Hedbanz," he declared, choosing the category before placing the phone on his head.

You, Roman, and Dean quickly described each word that flashed on the screen, trying to get Seth to guess the word. When the time was up, he had ten points. Seth then passed the phone to Dean, and you repeated the process. "Eleven points," Dean said with pride.

Next was Roman, you watched over his shoulder since he was sitting on the other side of you. Once he finally chose a category, you began giving him clues. He was a little slower than Dean and Seth at guessing, but he still got a pretty high score with eight points. "Alright, Princess, your turn," Roman stated. You glared at Roman playfully and Seth and Dean chuckled.

You took the phone and chose the "Animals" category. You placed the phone on your forehead and waited for the clues, but they never came. The three men stared at the phone, confused. "Um, I'm not really sure what clues you guys are trying to give me here," you joked, making Seth give you a bitch face.

"Skip that one," Dean told you. You did as he said, and skipped it. But, the same thing happened with the next animal. And the next one. You skipped five animals before Seth shouted, "Oh! We got this one!" "A domesticated version of a wolf," Dean said. "A dog?" you asked. "Yep!" Roman shouted.

But, before you could move the phone to confirm you got it right, the timer buzzed and your score stood at zero points. "Ooh, Y/N, that wasn't such a good round for you," Seth stated giving you a slightly disappointed face.

You looked at the three men in disbelief as you threw the phone at Seth. "You guys are the worst clue-givers ever!" you defended, making them all laugh. You shook your head at them and poured yourself another shot. "Great going, Roman, you've driven her to drink again," Dean muttered under his breath, but you heard it.

You glared at the men, who were enjoying every moment, before taking another shot. "You didn't even wait for us!" Roman said, looking offended. "That's because I'm going to have to drink twice as much to be able to tolerate the three of you for the rest of the night," you teased, pouring out another four shots.

You handed them all out and after another cheer, you downed your third shot. At this point, you were starting to feel the alcohol. But, it was the good kind of feeling, not the bad kind. You sat down in between Roman and Seth as the three of you continued to play games, taking shots in between the games.

After a couple more games, the four of you were just hanging out. You were laying on the couch in the room now, your head on top of Roman's lap as Seth and Dean sat in chairs across from you and Roman.

"Alright, Y/N. I have a question for you," Dean said, a smirk playing on his lips. You looked over at him, raising an eyebrow before skeptically replying, "Okay." "Kiss, Marry, Kill - Drew McIntyre, Daniel Bryan, and Baron Corbin," he replied. "Kiss Daniel, Marry Drew and Kill Corbin. Come on, that one was so easy," you responded with a small smile on your face.

"Oh, you want a hard one? Fine, Kiss, Marry, Kill - Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, and Roman Reigns," Dean countered, his smirk even larger now. You looked between the three men who were all staring at you now and felt your heart start to race.

"No, no, no, I'm not doing that one," you replied, turning your attention to the ceiling. "Come on, Y/N," you have to," Seth teased. "Rules are rules, Princess," Roman added, chuckling. "I'm drunk, but I'm not that drunk or stupid," you countered, looking back at the men. "It's just a game, we won't hold it against you," Dean stated. You hated all three of them right now, but you knew that they wouldn't drop the question until you gave them an answer.

You groaned before saying, "Fine. Kiss Dean, Marry Roman, and Kill Seth." Roman wore a proud smirk as Seth looked truly offended. "Why would you kill me?" he asked as Roman and Dean began to laugh.

"It's simple, Seth, really. If I kissed or married you, Becky would kill me, and I don't feel like dying," you explained, referring to his wife - fellow wrestler, Becky Lynch. Seth seemed pleased with your answer and noted that you had a good point. 

After a few minutes, Roman suggested that you guys watched a movie, and you agreed. They let you pick the movie and you put your favorite movie on, before getting more comfortable on the couch, still laying in Roman's lap. Seth sat on the ground in front of where your legs were. You offered to move but he refused, saying he was fine where he was. On the other end of the couch, Dean pulled up a chair, and you smiled to yourself as you took in this moment.

You loved these three men with your whole heart. Your bond with them was unbreakable. You watched your movie until your eyes began to close. When the boys noticed that you were asleep, Seth grabbed a blanket and covered you with it while Dean grabbed a glass of water and a couple of pills of Tylenol, setting them on the table in case you needed it tomorrow morning. Roman stayed on the couch with you the whole night, afraid to wake you up. 

Thankfully, the couch was reclinable so Roman was able to get a bit more comfortable. When you woke up the next morning, you felt like the luckiest girl in the world because you had not one, but three amazing men who took care of you and loved you just as much as you loved them.