A Good Apple From A Bad Bunch (Oppisite Wally x Reader)

Meeting The Oppisite

(Tw: lots of swearing)
I have been living in this neighborhood ever since I was a child so I knew everyone here, but Wally Darling is still my best friend. We share the same interests, hobbies and we even have the same style in clothes. You became so close that you practically became inseparable. You were found together often usually painting. That was your favorite thing to do together. You would paint landscapes while Wally painted apples. One day, I decided to go over to his house and paint with him. I go to Howdy's store and get everything we need, canvases, paintbrushes and some more paints. We need more canvases and more options for brushes so buying some new ones weren't such a bad idea. I always made sure to pay Howdy even though he says everything is free. I just thought I try and help out however I can. I start to run to Wally's house so excited to start painting. Apparently, I was so excited I didn't even see the person in front if me. I run straight into them, knocking myself to the ground and dropping everything in my hands.
?: Watch where you're going bitch!
Y/n: oh im so sorry!
I scramble to pick up my things and I look up at the strange person. Somehow he looked exactly like Wally but also the oppisite of him. For some reason I started to feel my heart beat faster at the sight of him. He had red hair styled into a pompador and wally's clothes but oppisite colors.
?: What the hell are you staring at me for?!
Y/n: oh im so sorry you just look like a friend of mine.
?: where the fuck am I anyway?!
Y/n: oh you're in a town called home!
?: ugh it's so fucking colorful here it makes me want to puke.
Wally came outside wondering why I was taking so long.
W: Hey whats taking so long? Who is this?
Y/n: oh I don't really know.
?: I'm oppisite wally darling.
W&y/n: oppisite?
O: you guys fucking deaf or something?
W: I have an oppisite?
O: that depends. Who fuck are you?
W: Oh i'm Wally Darling.
O: then yes I'm your oppisite and who the fuck is this bitch that bumped into me?
I ignore his comment and introduce myself.
Y/n: I'm Y/n L/n but everybody calls me neighbour.
O: pfft what kind of name is neighbour? That's the stupidest shit I've ever heard in my entire life!
W: well if you're gonna act like that were just gonna go back to painting.
Wally glares at oppisite and helps me pick up the rest of the stuff I dropped.
Y/n: Hey oppisite would you like to come with us?
O: you got plums?
Y/n: I brought some. why?
O: I geuss I could stay for a while. It's not like I have any where else to go anyway.
Oppisite's pov:
Whenever that weird person offered plums I was in. I know I'm rude to this person like everyone else, but they made me feel some type of way. I didn't know what it was but they made me nervous and they're smile gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. Maybe I'm dying? Oh well.
Y/n's pov:
I start to paint a Japanese Sakura tree landscape while Wally painted an apple and I was unsure of what opposite was painting though, I assume plums.
W: I'm gonna go to the restroom really quick ill be right back.
Wally leave the room leaving me and oppisite alone
Y/n: so where exactly did you come from?
O: none of your fucking business bitch.
I quickly stopped talking and focused on my painting.
O: no- I didn't mean it like that-
He sighs.
O: I came from a town like this one just less colorful.
I was kind of glad he said at least one sentence without swearing. I flash a smile at him.
Y/n: y'know if you like plums so much I could bring you some more.
O: seriously?
Y/n: Yes of course!
Wally comes back from the restroom and we continue painting. It was complete silence.
W: so.. oppisite how did you get here?
O: I don't fucking know! Stop asking me questions bitch!
W: okay I'm sorry.
Oppisite was one rude guy but I'm sure I'll find his soft spot sooner or later. And maybe I'll get him to smile. We'll just have to see.