Namjoon sighs, crossing his arms against his chest and sighing. "I thought I told you to come to the dining room for dinner?" His voice showed his obvious frustration at the difficult task of holding in his anger.

"Will you come down to dinner?" Namjoon gritted his teeth, aware that if he showed his anger off to you, you might refuse to come down for dinner. He looked over at his assistant who returned his look with a glance telling Namjoon to continue talking to you, but in a sweeter tone. "It would give me great pleasure if you would join me for dinner." He tried to sound sweet for you, even though he is still upset, causing his assistant to be proud of him due to his tone of voice changing.