As long as Jimin's known him, he's pretty sure he's never seen Jungkook bow before a challenge. This time is no different as he eyes the bottle warily for only a moment before taking it from Jimin and bringing it to his lip. His cute little nose is already wrinkling even before the first splash of liquid passes his lips and Jimin can't help laughing at the way his entire face scrunches up into the most offended look Jimin's ever seen.

To his credit, he swallows, and Jimin's still laughing when he ducks against Jimin's shoulders, coughing and sputtering.

Carefully, Jimin takes the bottle back before Jungkook can drop it or spill it, reaches over with his other hand to lightly pet at Jungkook's hair, trying to soothe even through his laughter. "I don't think shots are supposed to taste good," he says, like some sort of condolence. He presses a kiss to the top of Jungkook's head before smoothing his hair again, murmuring against him. "You okay? You good?"