Roman Reigns was a very handsome guy who just started wrestling and was on his way to making a new for himself, following in the footsteps of many men in his family who were pass wrestlers in WWE. He was teamed with two other guys who wrestled a lot longer than he has, Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose. The three of them soon became close almost like a family. They called themselves brothers and were inseparable. Dean and Roman would sometimes get into arguments which would leave Seth in the center of them all but he was glad to be with these guys.

They would even hang out on their days off and would sometimes stay over each other's houses. Roman would always have to keep an eye on Dean when he's drinking because sometimes he could get a little wild. One night they went out and Dean had got black out drunk and tried to pick a fight. Roman held him back while Seth tried to calm him down. "Dean calm down. Think about your job, man." "Screw the job, I'm gonna kick his ass," Dean tried to break free from Roman's hold to charge at the man. "Dean, let's go. Now," Roman dragged Dean outside and pushed him into the back seat. Seth ran out and got in the car.

Roman carried Dean into the house, after he passed out in the car, and dropped him on the couch. "What are we gonna do with him," Seth sighed, rubbing his temples. "I don't know, but he's a handful." Roman laughed and went to bed. Seth looked at Dean and laughed, shaking his head before going to bed in the guest bedroom. The next morning, Dean woke up with a pounding headache and on the floor. He had rolled off the couch in the middle of the night and didn't bother to get up. Roman and Seth were in the kitchen talking, while Roman made breakfast.

The smell of bacon filled the room and Dean walked towards the kitchen, rubbing his head. "Well look who decided to wake up. Did that floor feel nice," Seth laughed and Dean rolled his eyes. "You guys could've put me back on the couch." "We don't get paid enough to carry you around," Roman laughed over his shoulder. Roman was shirtless with his hair down, only wearing sweatpants. Seth was in a tank top and sweatpants, sitting at the counter watching Roman cook. Dean was wearing his favorite black tank top and basketball shorts. "Yeah yeah yeah. Is breakfast ready? It smells delicious in here and I'm starving," Dean smiled and sat beside Seth at the counter and laid his head down. Seth petted his head lovingly, "Aw someone had a rough night," he teased pinching Dean's cheek. "Shut up," he pouted and turned his head. "Aw someone's angry," Seth continued to tease until Dean put him in a headlock and rubbed his knuckles hard against his scalp. "Alright I'm done, I'm done," Seth tapped and Dean released him. "Thanks for messing up my hair." "Your hair is always a mess." "At least it's better than yours."

Seth and Dean continued to argue until Roman sat plates in front of them. "Alright alright. We all know that I have the best hair out of all of us so let's leave it at that." Roman sat in front of them with his own plate. "Yeah that's true," Seth agreed, biting into some bacon. "You have the best hair on the roster. I think even the divas are jealous of your hair," Dean laughed, mouth full of food. "Dude, swallow before speaking," Seth elbowed him in the ribs. "Sorry mom," Dean swallowed and stuck his tongue out. "Real mature, Dean," Roman smirked. "Aw come on. Everyone knows I'm the fun one in the group, Seth's the weird, bendy one, and Roman's the serious one." Seth laughed and continued to eat, "Yeah that does sound like us except you forgot to say that you're the weird funny one." "Yeah, you are weird," Roman laughed. "What is this? Gang up on Dean Day," he pouted while Seth and Roman laughed.

They finished eating and got dressed and decided to go out and enjoy the day. They went to a gym Roman loved to work out at and decided to work out. 20 minutes later, Seth was standing shaking his head as his two best friends had a push up contest. Roman and Dean were always competing with each other about every little thing and Seth always thought that was just weird. They would compete over the smallest thing, from who could eat the most to who could walk the fastest to the car. Seth never understood it but found it very entertaining to watch as they pushed themselves to the limit.

Dean and Roman stared each other down as they did their push ups. "You guys are idiots." They pushed up and turned to Seth and answered in unison, "Shut up Seth." Seth laughed, threw his hands up as he walked away to get water. While he was getting water and saw Dolph Ziggler walking in, smile on his face as usual. "Hey man. What's up?," Seth waved as Dolph walked over. "Hey man. I was in town, kinda laying back relax myself and decided to hit the gym. What about you?" "I'm here with Dean and Roman grabbing a quick workout ourselves." "Where are they anyway?" Seth laughed and pointed his thumb behind him, "In there doing pushups." Dolph smirked, "Push up contest?" "Yep" they laughed and walked towards the two still on the floor doing pushups.

"Hey guys. How's it going," Dolph grinned as both men looked up. " Beating him in a push up contest. What? No you're not. Shut up," both men answered in unison and glared at each other. "You two hang out way too much if you are so in sync like that." "Shut up Dolph," they answered again and went back to their contest. Seth and Dolph laughed and decided to lift weights together. A few minutes later, they heard Roman laughing. "Ha. Told you I would win," he laughed and stood up as Dean laid on the floor, panting. "I want a rematch, dammit. I was dehydrated," Dean stood up. "Of course the loser has an excuse," Roman teased and Dean got in his face, glaring. Dolph and Seth set down the weights and shook their heads. "These two always like that?" "Yep.," Seth sighed. Dolph put his hand on his shoulder. "I feel for you, bro."

Dean, Seth, and Roman were together almost all the time when they weren't at work. Soon Dolph started hanging out with them and the group couldn't have been anymore lively. Roman and Seth couldn't keep a smile off their faces when it came to Dean and Dolph. Both men were funny, have a lot of energy, handsome, and fun to be around. There was never a dull moment around those two. Dolph and Dean could've been their own comedy act and people would die of laughter seeing them.

The group went out for drinks at a local bar one night to celebrate the shield being in WWE for a year. Dean and Dolph sat beside each other as Roman and Seth sat across from them. "To the most dominant team since Spirit Squad," Dolph held up his shot glass and they clinked their glasses together. "Oh please, if the spirit squad was still around, we would crush you." Dean laughed and poured himself another shot. "Oh whatever. We were...entertaining." "Yeah, entertaining to the ladies...maybe." "Shut up Dean." The group enjoyed their little banter and after 5 more shots of whiskey, Dean was black out drunk.

"Now Dolph, you're about to see an Unstable drunk Ambrose in it's natural habitat." Dolph laughed and looked at Dean who was mumbling to himself. "Come on guys. Is he really that bad?" Seth and Roman looked at each other. "Oh yeah, big time," Roman sipped his beer as Dean kept mumbling. "Try not to piss him off. He's really cranky when he's drunk." "Shut up Seth." "See what I mean?" Dolph laughed as Dean glared at Seth before reaching for the shot glass. "I think you've had enough." "Geez, dad, thanks for telling me. I didn't know I needed permission to drink." "This is why we don't stop him." "Yeah we just wait until he gets into a fight before dragging him out."

Dolph raised an eyebrow, "Wow. He gets so drunk that he gets into a fight and you have to drag him out? I bet that's a funny sight to see." Seth chuckled to himself, sipping his beer, "It's funny until you have to drag him out. It's a good thing you're next to him. At least now, he can't escape and start something." Dolph looked at Dean, who had put his head on the table happily laughing at himself. "How do you guys put up with him?" "Practice" Roman laughed and put his hand of his head ruffling his curly brown hair, "isn't that right Deanie?" "Don't call me Deanie. Let me out, I gotta piss."

Dean scooted closer to Dolph, trying to get up from the table. Dolph stood up and Dean stumbled slightly, Dolph catching him before he fell. "Easy there, big guy. Can you make it on your own?" "What? You gonna hold my dick while I pissed?" Dean laughed and stumbled to the bathroom. "Might wanna make sure he's okay. One time, I had to go get him. He was leaning against the wall, half sleep." Dolph shook his head laughing as he went to check on him. "Are you sure that was a good idea, sending Dolph after him like that?" Roman smirked and petted his head, "Probably not. This should be fun."

Dean was rocking back and forth, next to a urinal, pants unzipped and dick hanging out. Dolph stared for awhile before coming back to his senses. "You alright there, Dean?" "Yes, Dad. I'm fine. You didn't have to check on me." "I just wanted to make sure you was okay in here and you didn't go head first into a toilet." Dean turned around, speed walking toward him, dick still hanging out his pants. "Well thank you but I have everything under control." Dean puffed out his chest. "You're still hanging out of your pants, Dean." He looked down and shrugged, "Who cares? I like being free."

"You're not walking out like that so zip up." Dean sighed and tucked his dick back in his pants, turning around to wash his hands in the sink. "You are no fun at all." Dolph rolled his eyes, "Not everyone wants to see that out in the open." Dean looked at Dolph and smirked, "You don't know that." Dolph sighed as they returned to the table. "What the hell took you two so long?" "Dolph liked what he saw and couldn't stop looking." Seth and Roman nearly choked on their beer after he said that. "Shut up Dean." Dolph poured himself another shot.

The group drunk their fill and decided to call it a night and returned to Roman's house. Dean and Dolph slept on the couch while Seth took the guest bedroom and Roman had his own room. "If he rolls onto the floor leave him there. He'll be fine." Dolph laughed and laid on his side, his back towards Dean and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, Dolph felt something hit his stomach. He sat up to see Dean's arm draped over his stomach. "What the...?" He looked at Dean who was sleeping peacefully and moved his arm off of him and rolled over back to sleep.

Dolph heard whispering the next morning and opened his eyes slightly to see Seth talking pictures and laughing at Roman. He groaned and Seth walked away pretending to just walk into the room. Roman was in the kitchen making breakfast and Seth sat at the counter with his phone. Dolph opened his eyes and turned his head to see Dean with a smile on his face. He looked down and saw that he was in Dean's arms. He sighed and slipped out of his arms and stretched, walking to the kitchen and sat beside Seth.

"Well good morning, Dolph." Seth smiled brightly and Roman chuckled to himself. "Good morning. Something smells good." "Roman makes the best breakfast" Roman laughed, "I don't know about that but I can cook a little." "Bullshit. I could eat your cooking every day of the year." "Seth couldn't stop smiling. "Why are you so happy this morning? The food is really that good that you have a smile on your face?" "Oh you know why" Dolph frowned as he fixed his hair. "I'm confused. What are you talking about?" "You and Dean seem pretty close." "It's not what it looked like. He must've grabbed me while I was sleeping."

Seth held up his phone to Dolph, showing the picture of them on the couch, both smiling happily in their sleeps. Dolph blushed and looked away. "It's not what it looked like I swear." "Alright Seth, leave him alone." Seth chuckled as Dean made his way to the kitchen. "I'm starving." "Well good morning to you too, Dean." Dean stretched and scratched his head, "Man I haven't slept that good in a long time. And it's nice to see that I wasn't on the floor this time." Seth nearly fell out his seat laughing. "What's wrong with him?" "Nothing let's eat." "No need to tell me twice." The group sat at the table enjoying their food. Dolph couldn't get the image of him and Dean out of his mind.