Gio had just won his last round, and the first thing he did was walk to you, grab you and kiss you roughly on the lips, his blood getting on your lips from the cut on his lower lip.. he put his hand on the back of your head, putting his forehead against yours and smiling before running back into the ring for his medal and his trophy.. he kept looking at you, the smile never leaving his face which had cuts and swelling in it from the match..