Levi might just get that black turtleneck while he's at it, because it's warm and he supposes he does look tolerable in black (it accentuates his eyebags). Unfortunately, after the first swat he figures Hange bought some kind of weird kinky shit for themself and therefore doesn't try looking again, but he'll definitely be surprised once it turns out they have matching bed clothes now. (Hopefully nobody tells him it was a family deal though because it would definitely mean he's wearing the child piece - or at least half of it, since he may need to swap the tops with Hange.)

He wiggles a little in Erwin's grip, trying to stretch himself longer as he reaches up with the spray bottle. There's still a fair distance left, but he does try to spray the damn thing; unfortunately it either doesn't reach far enough or this particular mistletoe is resistant to shenanigans. Levi scowls down, refusing to give in just yet.

"I can almost reach it. Four-eyes, if you sit on Blondie's shoulders and I climb on you both-"

(No, that's entirely insane and somebody should probably discourage him from that, especially seeing that he doesn't have his gear on right now-)