"You want me to be mad." Yoongi let the door fall shut behind him, not bothering with turning on the light. There was a huge window and there was a lot of neon lettering on the outside of the club, it was light enough. Tinted a little red, but he thought that was appropriate. He finally took his shades off, slipping them into his jacket, no longer worried that someone else could see how he felt. "Now you got what you wanted. Happy?"