Giovanni Bernetti

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If Enzo was honest — he didn’t expect to be the one winning Caroline’s basket at all, as he thought someone else would’ve won instead. Maybe it was a sign to show the vampire he should make a move now that he had waited long enough, originally Enzo planned to ask the blonde for a date either way. “Is it normal to be this nervous?” He chuckled slightly to himself, “Didn’t think I would’ve been one of the lucky winners of the night.”

Giovanni saw the male and chose to approach him, brows raised in response to his comment. “I didn’t have you pegged as the nervous type.” A smirk then crossed the vampire’s lips, cocking his head to the side ever so slightly. “You didn’t use your special talent to guarantee a win?” He asked, referring to the ability of mind control that they both harboured. 

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As well as throwing down a large donation on Rebekah’s basket, Giovanni had managed to use his compulsion on one of the organisers of the event in order to guarantee that no one else would be taking the blonde on a date. He likely would have killed the bastard who dared to try. But, his murderous tendencies would remain dormant, at least for now anyway. The vampire wanted to have a nice evening with Rebekah. Ever since the two of them had been reunited there had been a lot of sneaking around to avoid her brother Niklaus. But, Giovanni had had enough. He didn’t want to sneak around anymore, he wanted to be with Rebekah every chance that he got. The male only wished that he could free her from the Mikaelson family all together. He noticed the blonde, looking as perfect as ever, perched on her blanket waiting for her date. “You didn’t really think that someone else would be joining you, did you?” Giovanni teased, the Italian twang behind his accent appearing momentarily. The male had come prepared, just in case Rebekah’s basket harboured something that wasn’t to his taste. He’d had some wine imported from his family cellar in Florence, especially for the occasion. Two glasses were in his hand, the bottle of red in the other. 

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“I get that this is for charity and all, but couldn’t they have organised something more classy than, pretty much, auctioning off the women for dates?” Giovanni murmured, wandering out onto the field, gaze slipping over the crowd of women waiting for their dates. “I feel awful for them, really. Doesn’t it just promote the idea that people have to pay for their company?”

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Alec Lightwood

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🍷(jasmine)

Send “🍷” for a drunk text that my muse has sent to yours. | @ghostjasmine

Gio: i hate myself fr what happend to you

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What is your dream future?

“Returning to Italy with Rebekah at my side, most likely as my wife.” 

@barbieklausx 

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How do you feel now Jasmine is here?

“Pretty confused honestly. I never thought I’d see her again. Because well, she’s DEAD. I didn’t think for a second that she could ever come back, as a ghost nonetheless.”

@ghostjasmine 

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How do you feel for Rebekah? Describe it in three words

“Would it be cheesy if my three words were ‘I love her’..?” 

@barbieklausx 

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ghostjasmine​:

She still could not believe her eyes, knowing Giovanni was stood in front of her, and she was BLESSED by his company. He did not know what trauma she had been through when she was away from him, there were unimaginable things that she had endured during their time apart, and she would never truly be the same. She did not expect things to return to how they were, in fact, Jasmine had somewhat moved on from their time together. This did not mean however, that she did not LOVE him deeply, as someone of her past. She sighed, locking her gaze with his, wanting nothing more than to reach out to him, but sadly, such things could not be allowed. “I do– I should have been honest from the start, then perhaps I would not be in such a mess.” She sighed, shaking her head to herself then returning her gaze to meet his. “No— not at all. I was brought up in a family of hunters, and well– I wasn’t honest with you about that. I wanted to be, EVERY DAY I wanted to tell you about it. I was going to, but Sylvia got in the way of that, thinking I was being a TRAITOR to you.” She sighed, shaking her head. “I’d never let anyone hurt you, I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you’d be put off.”

At the mere mention of the name of his former best friend, Giovanni felt his jaw tense. He HATED the other vampire for what she had done, for taking Jasmine from him. For taking away the only person who reminded him of his humanity. Of course, now he and Rebekah had been reunited, it didn’t matter so much that Jasmine had been taken from him in the first place. But, it didn’t mean that losing her hadn’t hurt. “If you had been honest then I could have protected you from her.” Giovanni sighed softly, his brows then drawing together. He hated the way things had turned out, he hated that Jasmine had become a casualty merely because of his feelings for her. “I would NEVER have seen you as a traitor.” The vampire spoke. It was all well and good saying things like this now but, it wouldn’t change anything. She was still dead. There was nothing he could do about that. There was nothing anyone could do about that. “I can look after myself, Jasmine.” He spoke, rolling his eyes for a moment before then sighing. “I guess if you’d left sooner you may not have died. You could have had a long life, then died peacefully, with a family of your own.”

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☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk. (Lexi)

An arm was wrapped around her shoulders, holding her frame gently against him. It wasn’t often that Giovanni was the comforting type but, Lexi needed him, he knew that. After finding out about the death of her beloved, he knew that she would be teetering on the edge of insanity, toying with the switch of her emotions. There had been so many times that the blonde had brought him back from the edge, now it was his turn. He listened to her speak, his hand delicately coasting up and down the top of her arm, hoping the gesture would offer her at least a small amount of comfort. Giovanni gently plopped his head on top of hers, sighing softly as he held her tighter, just allowing her to vent. Whatever Lexi needed in that moment, he would be there for her. 

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IT WAS HIM– and for a moment, Jasmine’s gaze would not leave his, almost in shock at his presence here. She was unaware of his well being, she had not known what had come of him after her passing, and had always wondered how he was afterwards. She had been afraid, but this had spurred something more than that. Knowing he was alive made her ask many questions. What had he been doing? Was he alright? She had no time for this— she did not believe her own eyes. “Gio..” She muttered, eyes moving to lower to the ground, gnawing on her bottom lip nervously. “It’s me— I’m here.” She reassured him, knowing he would probably not believe her, and with good reason. “I don’t know how I’m here or why, but I am.” She moved, trying to reach out before dropping her hand down to her side. 

Giovanni couldn’t quite believe his eyes. He had not for one second ever thought that he’d see Jasmine again. She was supposed to be dead, he had HELD her in his arms as she DIED. He felt his heart rate ringing in his ears, his blood beginning to boil. “What? How?” The vampire then took a step closer to her, hands balling into fists. “Sylvia. Did she TURN you?” His jaw clenched, his hatred for the woman evident in the acidity in his tone. As Jasmine then spoke, his eyelids fluttered. “What do you mean? I’m confused. Can other people see you too or.. Just me?” He swallowed hard, catching his bottom lip between his teeth. Giovanni then reached out to take her hand, wanting to take her into his grasp, though his hand passed straight through hers. “No.. No- You’re not real. This is not real. I can’t touch you. You’re just in my head.” The Italian confirmed with a nod of his head, exhaling deeply.

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Squinting, his nose wrinkling ever so slightly as the daylight TORE through the curtains, Giovanni then rolled over from his position at the edge of the bed, reaching out for Rebekah. Instead he was faced with cold sheets, one of his eyes opening a little bit more to see that she was nowhere to be seen. Groaning, the vampire then rolled out of bed, grabbing a pair of joggers that were thrown over a chair at the side of the room. Pulling them on, the male found his shirt missing, his eyes narrowing for a moment before a smirk then stretched over his face. Padding from the small bedroom in his apartment, to the kitchen, Giovanni then noticed Rebekah, dressed in only his shirt. “So that’s where my shirt went..” The male murmured.

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How do you feel after seeing Jasmine?

“Confused, I guess. I’m still not entirely sure what’s real and what’s not, if I’m honest. Maybe it was just all in my head.” 

@ghostjasmine

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Did you see the post about Sylvia on the MF gossip blog?

“Yup, still think she’s a bitch.” 

@sylviablackwoxd

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what makes you the italian stallion?

“Ask Rebekah. I’d be careful though, she bites.”

@barbieklausx

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